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Sara Teasdale (8 August 1884 – 29 January 1933 / Missouri)
Poems by Sara Teasdale : 3 / 147
"I Have Loved Hours at Sea"
I have loved hours at sea, gray cities,
The fragile secret of a flower,
Music, the making of a poem
That gave me heaven for an hour;
First stars above a snowy hill,
Voices of people kindly and wise,
And the great look of love, long hidden,
Found at last in meeting eyes.
I have loved much and been loved deeply --
Oh when my spirit's fire burns low,
Leave me the darkness and the stillness,
I shall be tired and glad to go.
Sara Teasdale
Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002
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Poems by Sara Teasdale : 3 / 147
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Probably resonates more with the older reader!