by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950)

I, being born a woman and distressed
Language: English 
Available translation(s): FRI
I, being born a woman and distressed
By all the needs and notions of my kind,
Am urged by your propinquity to find
Your person fair, and feel a certain zest
To bear your body's weight upon my breast:
So subtly is the fume of life designed,
To clarify the pulse and cloud the mind,
And leave me once again undone, possessed.
Think not for this, however, the poor treason
Of my stout blood against my staggering brain,
I shall remember you with love, or season
My scorn with pity, -- let me make it plain:
I find this frenzy insufficient reason
For conversation when we meet again.

About the headline (FAQ)

First published 1922

Authorship

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • FRI Frisian [singable] (Geart van der Meer) , title unknown, copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Robert Manno

This text was added to the website: 2005-06-08
Line count: 14
Word count: 107