Song At Capri Poem by Sara Teasdale

Song At Capri

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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.

Thursday, January 1, 2004
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,flowers
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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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