Sara Teasdale

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

Sara Teasdale Poems

281. Young Love 1/3/2003
282. A Minuet Of Mozart's 1/3/2003
283. But Not To Me 1/3/2003
284. A Little While 1/3/2003
285. By The Sea 1/3/2003
286. Peace 1/3/2003
287. Alchemy 1/3/2003
288. Houses Of Dreams 1/13/2003
289. Message 1/1/2004
290. A Cry 1/13/2003
291. Did You Never Know? 1/13/2003
292. Fear 1/3/2003
293. I Shall Not Care 1/3/2003
294. If Death Is Kind 1/13/2003
295. A Fantasy 1/3/2003
296. A Winter Bluejay 1/3/2003
297. My Heart Is Heavy 1/1/2004
298. A Maiden 1/3/2003
299. Christmas Carol 1/3/2003
300. A Prayer 1/3/2003
301. April 1/3/2003
302. Paris In Spring 1/3/2003
303. A Song Of The Princess 1/3/2003
304. A Ballad Of The Two Knights 1/3/2003
305. Because 1/13/2003
306. The Kiss 1/3/2003
307. A Winter Night 1/3/2003
308. After Parting 1/3/2003
309. Child, Child 1/3/2003
310. Barter 1/3/2003
311. I Am Not Yours 1/3/2003
312. After Death 1/3/2003
313. After Love 1/13/2003
314. There Will Come Soft Rain 1/3/2003
315. Alone 1/13/2003
316. Advice To A Girl 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Sara Teasdale

Advice To A Girl

No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
Lay that on your heart,
My young angry dear;
This truth, this hard and precious stone,
Lay it on your hot cheek,
Let it hide your tear.
Hold it like a crystal
When you are alone
And gaze in the depths of the icy stone.
Long, look long and you will be blessed:
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed.

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Moods

I am the still rain falling,
Too tired for singing mirth--
Oh, be the green fields calling,
Oh, be for me the earth!

I am the brown bird pining
To leave the nest and fly--
Oh, be the fresh cloud shining,
Oh, be for me the sky!

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