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There's nothing half so real in life as the things you've done... inexorably, unalterably done.

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
Nothing
Done
Real
Things
Life
Unalterably
Inexorably
Half

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SONG You bound strong sandals on my feet, You gave me bread and wine, And sent me under sun and stars, For all the world was mine. Oh, take the sandals off my feet, You know not what you do, For all my world is in your arms, My sun and stars are you.
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Oh Earth, you gave me all I have, I love you, I love you, - oh what have IThat I can give you in return - Except my body after I die?
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Faults They came to tell your faults to me, They named them over one by one I laughed aloud when they were done, I knew them all so well before,-- Oh, they were blind, too blind to see Your faults had made me love you more.
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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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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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It will not hurt me when I am old, A running tide where moonlight burned Will not sting me like silver snakesThe years will make me sad and cold, It is the happy heart that breaks.
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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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When I can look life in the eyes, grown calm and very coldly wise, life will have given me the truth, and taken in exchange - my youth.
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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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I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.
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It is my heart that makes my songs, not I.
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Take love when love is given, But never think to find it A sure escape from sorrow Or a complete repose.
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My heart is a garden tired with autumn.
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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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It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise.
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The spring is fresh and fearless And every leaf is new, The world is brimmed with moonlight, The lilac brimmed with dew. Here in the moving shadows I catch my breath and sing - My heart is fresh and fearless And over-brimmed with spring.
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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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What we have never had, remains It is the things we have that go.
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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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The window-lights, myriads and myriads,Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.
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