And if I die
Edna St. Vincent Millay
1892 to 1950
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And if I die, because that part of me
part alone of me had chance to live,
Chose be honours threshing-floor, a sieve
Where right through wrong make its way, and be;
If from all taint indignation, free
Must be my art, and thereby fugitive
all that threatens it—why—let me give
To moles my immortality.
For, should I cancel by one passionate screed
that in chaste reflection I have writ,
So that not ever in bright need
A man shall want verse and reach for it,
I and my verses be dead indeed,—
That which we died to champion, hurt no whit.
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