Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917.

Love Song

Harriet Monroe

I LOVE my life, but not too well

To give it to thee like a flower,

So it may pleasure thee to dwell

Deep in its perfume but an hour.

I love my life, but not too well.

I love my life, but not too well

To sing it note by note away,

So to thy soul the song may tell

The beauty of the desolate day.

I love my life, but not too well.

I love my life, but not too well

To cast it like a cloak on thine,

Against the storms that sound and swell

Between thy lonely heart and mine.

I love my life, but not too well.