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Love in my heart is a cry forever Lost as the swallow's flight, Seeking for you and never, never Stilled by the stars at night

Sara Teasdale

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Sara Teasdale
Age: 48 †
Born: 1884
Born: August 8
Died: 1933
Died: January 29
Poet
Writer
St. Louis
Missouri
Sara Teasdale Filsinger
Sara Trevor Teasdale
Never
Flight
Love
Seeking
Cry
Stars
Forever
Lost
Night
Stilled
Heart
Swallow

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I try to catch at many a tuneLike petals of light fallen from the moon,Broken and bright on a dark lagoon,But they float away - for who can holdYouth, or perfume or the moon's gold?
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Now at last I have come to see what life is, Nothing is ever ended, everything only begun, And the brave victories that seem so splendid Are never really won.
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The leaves fall patiently Nothing remembers or grieves The river takes to the sea The yellow drift of leaves.
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I saw above a sea of hills A solitary planet shine, And there was no one, near or far, to keep the world from being mine.
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But oh, to him I loved Who loved me not at all,I owe the little open gate That led thru heaven's wall.
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I shall gather myself into my self again, I shall take my scattered selves and make them one.
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Old love, old love, / How can I be true? / Shall I be faithless to myself / Or to you?
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It is my heart that makes my songs, not I.
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A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love The world is waiting for the spring.
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Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.
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A delicate fabric of bird song Floats in the air, The smell of wet wild earth Is everywhere. Oh I must pass nothing by Without loving it much, The raindrop try with my lips, The grass with my touch For how can I be sure I shall see again The world on the first of May Shining after the rain?
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Make songs for Death as you would sing to Love -But you will not assuage him. He aloneOf all the gods will take no gifts from men.
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No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.
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Love said, Wake still and think of me, Sleep, Close your eyes till break of day, But Dreams came by and smilingly Gave both to Love and Sleep their way.
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I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful when rain bends down the bough And I shall be more silent and cold hearted than you are now.
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Life is a frail moth flying Caught in the web of the years that pass.
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Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer, Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing, Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects, Ceaseless, insistent. The grasshopper's horn, and far-off, high in the maples, The wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence Under a moon waning and worn, broken, Tired with summer.
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I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.
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I shall not let a sorrow die Until I find the heart of it, Nor let a wordless joy go by Until it talks to me a bit.
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