Sarah Teasdale

Here you will find the Poem Doubt of poet Sarah Teasdale


My soul lives in my body's house,
 And you have both the house and her --
But sometimes she is less your own
 Than a wild, gay adventurer;
A restless and an eager wraith,
 How can I tell what she will do --
Oh, I am sure of my body's faith,
 But what if my soul broke faith with you?