I Shall Not Care

Sara Teasdale
WHEN I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Though you should lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.
I shall have peace as leafy trees are peaceful, 5
When rain bends down the bough,
And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted
Than you are now.

I Know Not Why

Morris Rosenfeld
I LIFT mine eyes against the sky,

The clouds are weeping, so am I;

I lift mine eyes again on high,

The sun is smiling, so am I.

Why do I smile? Why do I weep? 5

I do not know; it lies too deep.

I hear the winds of autumn sigh,

They break my heart, they make me cry;

I hear the birds of lovely spring,

My hopes revive, I help them sing. 10

Why do I sing? Why do I cry?

It lies so deep, I know not why.