Sara Teasdale

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

Sara Teasdale Poems

121. Roundel 1/3/2003
122. Night Song Of Amalfi 1/3/2003
123. Dead Love 4/6/2010
124. Dream Song 4/6/2010
125. I Know The Stars 4/6/2010
126. Madeira From The Sea 1/3/2003
127. Riches 1/1/2004
128. The Carpenter's Son 1/3/2003
129. The Inn Of Earth 1/3/2003
130. Youth And The Pilgrim 1/3/2003
131. Pierrot's Song 1/3/2003
132. The Metropolitan Tower 1/3/2003
133. Pierrot 1/3/2003
134. Swallow Flight 1/3/2003
135. From The North 1/3/2003
136. The Poor House 1/3/2003
137. Song At Capri 1/1/2004
138. May Day 1/3/2003
139. Change 4/6/2010
140. Gramercy Park 1/3/2003
141. Soul's Birth 1/3/2003
142. The Giver 1/1/2004
143. The Cloud 1/3/2003
144. Testament 1/3/2003
145. Helen Of Troy 1/3/2003
146. On The Death Of Swinburne 1/3/2003
147. The Lighted Window 1/3/2003
148. Rispetto 1/3/2003
149. The Rose 1/3/2003
150. The Broken Field 1/3/2003
151. May Wind 1/1/2004
152. A Boy 4/6/2010
153. Dusk In War Time 1/3/2003
154. For The Anniversary Of John Keats' Death 1/3/2003
155. In Memoriam F.O.S. 1/3/2003
156. Over The Roofs 1/3/2003
157. Guenevere 1/3/2003
158. Oh You Are Coming 1/1/2004
159. Swans 1/3/2003
160. Erinna 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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