Sara Teasdale Poems

Buildings above the leafless trees
Loom high as castles in a dream,

While one by one the lamps come out
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Your eyes drink of me,
Love makes them shine,
Your eyes that lean
So close to mine.
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The darkened street was muffled with the snow,
The falling flakes had made your shoulders white,
And when we found a shelter from the night
Its glamor fell upon us like a blow.
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I have come the selfsame path
To the selfsame door,
Years have left the roses there
Burning as before
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"Four winds blowing thro' the sky,
You have seen poor maidens die,
Tell me then what I shall do
That my lover may be true."
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In my heart the old love
Struggled with the new;
It was ghostly waking
All night thru.
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INTO my heart's treasury
I slipped a coin
That time cannot take
Nor a thief purloin,—
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They said he sent his love to me,
They wouldn't put it in my hand,
And when I asked them where it was
They said I couldn't understand.
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As dew leaves the cobweb lightly
Threaded with stars,
Scattering jewels on the fence
And the pasture bars;
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I said, "My youth is gone
Like a fire beaten out by the rain,
That will never sway and sing
Or play with the wind again."
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