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Sara Teasdale (1884 – 1933)


American poet.
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Sara Teasdale
Spend all you have for loveliness,
Buy it and never count the cost;
For one white singing hour of peace
Count many a year of strife well lost,
And for a breath of ecstasy
Give all you have been, or could be.
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For tho' I know he loves me,
      To-night my heart is sad;
His kiss was not so wonderful
      As all the dreams I had.
Teasdale
How should they know that Sappho lived and died
Faithful to love, not faithful to the lover,
Never transfused and lost in what she loved,
Never so wholly loving nor at peace.




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But you I never understood,
      Your spirit's secret hides like gold
Sunk in a Spanish galleon
      Ages ago in waters cold.
Teasdale Sara
If I am peaceful, I shall see
Beauty's face continually;
Feeding on her wine and bread
I shall be wholly comforted,
For she can make one day for me
Rich as my lost eternity.
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We weep before the Blessed Mother's shrine,
To think upon her sorrows, but her joys
What nun could ever know a tithing of?
The precious hours she watched above His sleep
Were worth the fearful anguish of the end.
Yea, lack of love is bitterest of all.
Sara Teasdale
The window-lights, myriads and myriads,
Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.
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O lovely chance, what can I do
To give my gratefulness to you?
You rise between myself and me
With a wise persistency;
I would have broken body and soul,
But by your grace, still I am whole.
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The greenish sky glows up in misty reds,
      The purple shadows turn to brick and stone,
The dreams wear thin, men turn upon their beds,
      And hear the milk-cart jangle by alone.
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Ah, Aphrodite, if I sing no more
To thee, God's daughter, powerful as God,
It is that thou hast made my life too sweet
To hold the added sweetness of a song.
There is a quiet at the heart of love,
And I have pierced the pain and come to peace.
Sara Teasdale
I hope that when he smiles at me
      He does not guess my joy and pain,
For if he did, he is too kind
      To ever look my way again.




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I am the pool of gold
      When sunset burns and dies,—
      You are my deepening skies,
Give me your stars to hold.
Sara Teasdale
Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things,
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
And children's faces looking up
Holding wonder like a cup.
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