Sara Teasdale

Peace ~ Sara Teasdale

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Peace

Sara Teasdale

PEACE flows into me
       AS the tide to the pool by the shore;
       It is mine forevermore,
  It ebbs not back like the sea.

  I am the pool of blue
       That worships the vivid sky;
       My hopes were heaven-high,
  They are all fulfilled in you.

  I am the pool of gold
       When sunset burns and dies,—
       You are my deepening skies,
  Give me your stars to hold.

The Kiss ~ Sara Teasdale

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The Kiss

Sara Teasdale

BEFORE YOU kissed me only winds of heaven
     Had kissed me, and the tenderness of rain—
  Now you have come, how can I care for kisses
        Like theirs again?

  I sought the sea, she sent her winds to meet me,
     They surged about me singing of the south—
  I turned my head away to keep still holy
        Your kiss upon my mouth.

  And swift sweet rains of shining April weather
     Found not my lips where living kisses are;
  I bowed my head lest they put out my glory
        As rain puts out a star.

  I am my love's and he is mine forever,
     Sealed with a seal and safe forevermore—
  Think you that I could let a beggar enter
        Where a king stood before?



Gifts ~ Sara Teasdale

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Gifts


Sara Teasdale


  I gave my first love laughter,
   I gave my second tears,
  I gave my third love silence
   Through all the years.
  My first love gave me singing,
   My second eyes to see,
  But oh, it was my third love
   Who gave my soul to me.

Life Has Loveliness ~ Sara Teasdale

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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.

  Life has loveliness to sell,
   Music like a curve of gold,
  Scent of pine trees in the rain,
   Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
  And for your spirit’s still delight,
  Holy thoughts that star the night.

  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.

Song ~ Poem About Love by Sara Teasdale

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SONG

  Love me with your whole heart
     Or give no love to me,

  Half-love is a poor thing,
     Neither bond nor free.

  You must love me gladly
     Soul and body too,
  Or else find a new love,
     And good-by to you.

The Kiss ~ Sara Teasdale

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The Kiss

BEFORE YOU kissed me only winds of heaven
     Had kissed me, and the tenderness of rain—
  Now you have come, how can I care for kisses
        Like theirs again?

  I sought the sea, she sent her winds to meet me,
     They surged about me singing of the south—
  I turned my head away to keep still holy
        Your kiss upon my mouth.

  And swift sweet rains of shining April weather
     Found not my lips where living kisses are;
  I bowed my head lest they put out my glory
        As rain puts out a star.

  I am my love’s and he is mine forever,
     Sealed with a seal and safe forevermore—
  Think you that I could let a beggar enter
        Where a king stood before?

Joy ~ Poem by Sara Teasdale

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I AM wild, I will sing to the trees,
     I will sing to the stars in the sky,
  I love, I am loved, he is mine,
     Now at last I can die!

  I am sandaled with wind and with flame,
  I have heart-fire and singing to give,
  I can tread on the grass or the stars,
     Now at last I can live!

by Sara Teasdale

Peace ~ Poem by Sara Teasdale

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PEACE flows into me
       AS the tide to the pool by the shore;
       It is mine forevermore,
  It ebbs not back like the sea.

  I am the pool of blue
       That worships the vivid sky;
       My hopes were heaven-high,
  They are all fulfilled in you.

  I am the pool of gold
       When sunset burns and dies,—
       You are my deepening skies,
  Give me your stars to hold.

by Sara Teasdale

Gifts ~ Poem by Sara Teasdale

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Gifts

Sara Teasdale

  I gave my first love laughter,
I gave my second tears,
I gave my third love silence
Through all the years.

  My first love gave me singing,
My second eyes to see,
But oh, it was my third love
Who gave my soul to me.

“Barter” Poem About Love by Sara Teasdale

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Barter

  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.

  Life has loveliness to sell,
   Music like a curve of gold,
  Scent of pine trees in the rain,
   Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
  And for your spirit’s still delight,
  Holy thoughts that star the night.

  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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