Sara Teasdale

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

Sara Teasdale Quotes

  • ''“Let this single hour atone
    For the theft of all of me”''
    Sara Teasdale
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  • ''“Let me remember you, soon will the winter be on us,
    Snow-hushed and heartless.” ''
    Sara Teasdale, Rivers to the Sea
  • ''“Spend all you have for loveliness,
    Buy it and never count the cost;
    For one white singing hour of peace
    Count many a year of strife well lost,
    And for a breath of ecstasy
    Give all you have been, or could be.” ''
    Sara Teasdale, Love Songs
  • ''“I almost gave my life long ago for a thing
    That has gone to dust now, stinging my eyes—
    It is strange how often a heart must be broken
    Before the years can make it wise.” ''
    Sara Teasdale, Flame and Shadow
  • ''“ Oh, love that lives its life with laughter Or love that lives its life with tears Can die—but love that is never spoken Goes like a ghost through the winding years. . .”''
    Sara Teasdale, Love Songs
  • ''“And when you spoke to me, I did not know
    That to my lifes high altar came its priest.” ''
    Sara Teasdale, The Collected Poems
  • ''“I stood beside a hill
    Smooth with new-laid snow,
    A single star looked out
    From the cold evening glow.

    There was no other creature
    That saw what I could see -
    I stood and watched the evening star
    As long as it watched me.” ''
    Sara Teasdale

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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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Spring In War Time

I feel the Spring far off, far off,
The faint far scent of bud and leaf--
Oh how can Spring take heart to come
To a world in grief,
Deep grief?

The sun turns north, the days grow long,
Later the evening star grows bright--
How can the daylight linger on

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