Sara Teasdale Dreams Poems

You took my empty dreams
And filled them every one
With tenderness and nobleness,
April and the sun.
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The dreams of my heart and my mind pass,
Nothing stays with me long,
But I have had from a child
The deep solace of song;
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I gave my life to another lover,
I gave my love, and all, and all--
But over a dream the past will hover,
Out of a dream the past will call.
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I built a little House of Dreams,
And fenced it all about,
But still I heard the Wind of Truth
That roared without.
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