Sara Teasdale

(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

A Song Of The Princess - Poem by Sara Teasdale

The princess has her lovers,
A score of knights has she,
And each can sing a madrigal,
And praise her gracefully.

But Love that is so bitter
Hath put within her heart
A longing for the scornful knight
Who silent stands apart.

And tho' the others praise and plead,
She maketh no reply,
Yet for a single word from him,
I ween that she would die.


Comments about A Song Of The Princess by Sara Teasdale

  • Alem Hailu G/kristos (10/2/2015 9:46:00 AM)


    Suspend devoid life is rife, therefore less interesting! (Report) Reply

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  • (9/10/2005 4:33:00 PM)


    I can relate to this. Beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • (5/22/2005 10:18:00 PM)


    we love the unattainable, something or someone way beyond our reach. it happens to most of us... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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