by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
Because
Language: English
Oh, because you never tried To bow my will or break my pride, And nothing of the caveman made You want to keep me half afraid, Nor ever with a conq'ring air You thought to draw me unaware Take me, for I love you more Than I ever loved before. And since the body's maidenhood Alone were neither rare nor good Unless with it I gave to you A spirit still untrammelled too, Take my dreams and take my mind That were masterless as wind; And 'master!' I shall say to you Since you never asked me to.
Authorship:
- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933), "Because" [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Brad Mehldau (b. 1970), "Because", from Love Songs, no. 5. [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2011-03-10
Line count: 16
Word count: 98