Treasure Island

Sara Teasdale

(8 August 1884 – 29 January 1933 / Missouri)

Song at Capri


When beauty grows too great to bear
How shall I ease me of its ache,
For beauty more than bitterness
Makes the heart break.

Now while I watch the dreaming sea
With isles like flowers against her breast,
Only one voice in all the world
Could give me rest.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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