And if I loved you Wednesday,
Well, what is that to you?
I do not love you Thursday-
So much is true.

And why you come complaining
Is more than I can see.
I loved you Wednesday,-yes-but what
Is that to me?

(C) Edna St. Vincent Millay
01/01/2000


Best Poems of Edna St. Vincent Millay

• Lament
• If I Should Learn, In Some Quite Casual Way
• Kin To Sorrow
• Let You Not Say Of Me When I Am Old
• Into The Golden Vessel Of Great Song
• Journey
• Macdougal Street
• Interim
• Indifference
• Low-tide
• Mariposa
• Inland
• Apostrophe To Man
• Grown-up
• Bluebeard
• I Dreamed I Moved Among The Elysian Fields
• Portrait By A Neighbor
• Alms
• No Rose That In A Garden Ever Grew
• Midnight Oil
• Afternoon On A Hill