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And for a breath of ecstasy / Give all you have been, or could be.

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
Breath
Breaths
Gratitude
Give
Giving
Ecstasy

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Spend all you have for loveliness.
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The window-lights, myriads and myriads,Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.
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The roofs are shining from the rain, The sparrows twitter as they fly, And with a windy April grace The little clouds go by. Yet the back yards are bare and brown With only one unchanging tree- I could not be so sure of Spring Save that it sings in me.
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O lovely chance, what can I doTo give my gratefulness to you?You rise between myself and meWith a wise persistencyI would have broken body and soul,But by your grace, still I am whole.
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What we have never had, remains It is the things we have that go.
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Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.
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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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I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.
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Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.
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My heart is a garden tired with autumn.
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My soul is a broken field, plowed by pain.
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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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Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree If mankind perished utterly And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn, Would scarcely know that we were gone.
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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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Life is a frail moth flying Caught in the web of the years that pass.
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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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A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love The world is waiting for the spring.
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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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But what do I care, for love will be over so soon, Let my heart have its say and my mind stand idly by, For my mind is proud and strong enough to be silent, It is my heart that makes my songs, not I.
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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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