Poésies de Sara Teasdale

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  • A Ballad of the Two Knights

    Two knights rode forth at early dawn
    A-seeking maids to wed,
    Said one, "My lady must be fair,
    With gold hair on her head."

  • A Cry

    Oh, there are eyes that he can see,
    And hands to make his hands rejoice,
    But to my lover I must be
    Only a voice.

  • A Fantasy

    Her voice is like clear water
    That drips upon a stone
    In forests far and silent
    Where Quiet plays alone.

  • A Little While

    A little while when I am gone
    My life will live in music after me,
    As spun foam lifted and borne on

  • A Maiden

    Oh if I were the velvet rose
    Upon the red rose vine,
    I'd climb to touch his window
    And make his casement fine.

  • A Minuet of Mozart's

    Across the dimly lighted room
    The violin drew wefts of sound,
    Airily they wove and wound
    And glimmered gold against the gloom.

  • A November Night

    There!See the line of lights,
    A chain of stars down either side the street --
    Why can't you lift the chain and give it to me,

  • A Prayer

    When I am dying, let me know
    That I loved the blowing snow
    Although it stung like whips;
    That I loved all lovely things

  • A Song of the Princess

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

  • A Winter Bluejay

    Crisply the bright snow whispered,
    Crunching beneath our feet;
    Behind us as we walked along the parkway,
    Our shadows danced,

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  • Barter

    Life has loveliness to sell,
    All beautiful and splendid things,
    Blue waves whitened on a cliff,

  • Beatrice

    Send out the singers -- let the room be still;
    They have not eased my pain nor brought me sleep.

  • Because

    Oh, because you never tried
    To bow my will or break my pride,
    And nothing of the cave-man made
    You want to keep me half afraid,

  • Blue Squills

    How many million Aprils came
    Before I ever knew
    How white a cherry bough could be,
    A bed of squills, how blue.

  • Broadway

    This is the quiet hour; the theaters
    Have gathered in their crowds, and steadily
    The million lights blaze on for few to see,

  • Buried Love

    I shall bury my weary Love
    Beneath a tree,
    In the forest tall and black
    Where none can see.

  • But Not to Me

    The April night is still and sweet
    With flowers on every tree;
    Peace comes to them on quiet feet,
    But not to me.

  • By the Sea

    Beside an ebbing northern sea
    While stars awaken one by one,
    We walk together, I and he.
    He woos me with an easy grace


  • Central Park at Dusk

    Buildings above the leafless trees
    Loom high as castles in a dream,
    While one by one the lamps come out

  • Child, Child

    Child, child, love while you can
    The voice and the eyes and the soul of a man,
    Never fear though it break your heart -

  • Christmas Carol

    The kings they came from out the south,
    All dressed in ermine fine;
    They bore Him gold and chrysoprase,

  • Come

    Come, when the pale moon like a petal
    Floats in the pearly dusk of spring,
    Come with outstretched arms to take me,

  • Coney Island

    Why did you bring me here?
    The sand is white with snow,
    Over the wooden domes
    The winter sea-winds blow--

  • Crowned

    I wear a crown invisible and clear,
    And go my lifted royal way apart
    Since you have crowned me softly in your heart


  • Debt

    What do I owe to you
    Who loved me deep and long?
    You never gave my spirit wings
    Or gave my heart a song.

  • Deep in the Night

    Deep in the night the cry of a swallow,
    Under the stars he flew,
    Keen as pain was his call to follow
    Over the world to you.

  • Desert Pools

    I love too much; I am a river
    Surging with spring that seeks the sea,
    I am too generous a giver,

  • Dew

    As dew leaves the cobweb lightly
    Threaded with stars,
    Scattering jewels on the fence
    And the pasture bars;

  • Did You Never Know?

    Did you never know, long ago, how much you loved me?
    That your love would never lessen and never go?

  • Doctors

    Every night I lie awake
    And every day I lie abed
    And hear the doctors, Pain and Death,
    Confering at my head.

  • Dooryard Roses

    I have come the selfsame path
    To the selfsame door,
    Years have left the roses there
    Burning as before

  • Doubt

    My soul lives in my body's house,
    And you have both the house and her?
    But sometimes she is less your own

  • Dreams

    I gave my life to another lover,
    I gave my love, and all, and all--
    But over a dream the past will hover,

  • Dusk in June

    Evening, and all the birds
    In a chorus of shimmering sound
    Are easing their hearts of joy
    For miles around.

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  • Ebb Tide

    When the long day goes by
    And I do not see your face,
    The old wild, restless sorrow
    Steals from its hiding place.

  • Embers

    I said, "My youth is gone
    Like a fire beaten out by the rain,
    That will never sway and sing
    Or play with the wind again."

  • Enough

    It is enough for me by day
    To walk the same bright earth with him;
    Enough that over us by night

  • Erinna

    They sent you in to say farewell to me,
    No, do not shake your head; I see your eyes


  • Fault

    They came to tell your faults to me,
    They named them over one by one;
    I laughed aloud when they were done,

  • Faults

    They came to tell your faults to me,
    They named them over one by one;
    I laughed aloud when they were done,

  • Fear

    I am afraid, oh I am so afraid!
    The cold black fear is clutching me to-night
    As long ago when they would take the light

  • February

    They spoke of him I love
    With cruel words and gay;
    My lips kept silent guard
    On all I could not say.

  • February Twilight

    I stood beside a hill
    Smooth with new-laid snow,
    A single star looked out
    From the cold evening glow.

  • For the Anniversary of John Keats' Death

    At midnight, when the moonlit cypress trees
    Have woven round his grave a magic shade,

  • Four Winds

    "Four winds blowing thro' the sky,
    You have seen poor maidens die,
    Tell me then what I shall do
    That my lover may be true."

  • From the North

    The northern woods are delicately sweet,
    The lake is folded softly by the shore,
    But I am restless for the subway's roar,

  • From the Sea

    All beauty calls you to me, and you seem,
    Past twice a thousand miles of shifting sea,

  • From the Woolworth Tower

    Vivid with love, eager for greater beauty
    Out of the night we come
    Into the corridor, brilliant and warm.


  • Galahad in the Castle of the Maidens

    (To the maiden with the hidden face in Abbey's painting)
    The other maidens raised their eyes to him

  • Gifts

    I gave my first love laughter,
    I gave my second tears,
    I gave my third love silence
    Thru all the years.

  • Gramercy Park

    For W. P.
    The little park was filled with peace,
    The walks were carpeted with snow,
    But every iron gate was locked.

  • Grandfather's Love

    They said he sent his love to me,
    They wouldn't put it in my hand,
    And when I asked them where it was

  • Gray Eyes

    It was April when you came
    The first time to me,
    And my first look in your eyes
    Was like my first look at the sea.

  • Guenevere

    I was a queen, and I have lost my crown;
    A wife, and I have broken all my vows;
    A lover, and I ruined him I loved: --


  • Helen of Troy

    Wild flight on flight against the fading dawn
    The flames' red wings soar upward duskily.

  • Hidden Love

    I hid the love within my heart,
    And lit the laughter in my eyes,
    That when we meet he may not know
    My love that never dies.

  • Houses Of Dreams

    You took my empty dreams
    And filled them every one
    With tenderness and nobleness,
    April and the sun.
    The old empty dreams


  • I Am Not Yours

    I am not yours, not lost in you,
    Not lost, although I long to be
    Lost as a candle lit at noon,
    Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

  • I Have Loved Hours At Sea

    I have loved hours at sea, gray cities,
    The fragile secret of a flower,
    Music, the making of a poem

  • I Love You

    When April bends above me
    And finds me fast asleep
    Dust need not keep the secret
    A live heart died to keep.

  • I Remembered

    There never was a mood of mine,
    Gay or heart-broken, luminous or dull,
    But you could ease me of its fever

  • I Shall Not Care

    When I am dead and over me bright April
    Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
    Though you shall lean above me broken-hearted,

  • I Thought Of You

    I thought of you and how you love this beauty,
    And walking up the long beach all alone

  • I Would Live In Your Love

    I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,

  • If Death Is Kind

    Perhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning,
    We will come back to earth some fragrant night,

  • Immortal

    So soon my body will have gone
    Beyond the sound and sight of men,
    And tho' it wakes and suffers now,

  • In a Railroad Station

    We stood in the shrill electric light,
    Dumb and sick in the whirling din
    We who had all of love to say

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  • Jewels

    If I should see your eyes again,
    I know how far their look would go --
    Back to a morning in the park

  • Jewls

    If I should see your eyes again,
    I know how far their look would go --
    Back to a morning in the park

  • Joy

    I am wild, I will sing to the trees,
    I will sing to the stars in the sky,
    I love, I am loved, he is mine,


  • Leaves

    One by one, like leaves from a tree
    All my faiths have forsaken me;
    But the stars above my head
    Burn in white and delicate red,

  • Less Than the Cloud to the Wind

    Less than the cloud to the wind,
    Less than the foam to the sea,
    Less than the rose to the storm,
    Am I to thee.

  • Let It Be Forgotten

    Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,
    Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,

  • Lights

    When we come home at night and close the door,
    Standing together in the shadowy room,

  • Like Barley Bending

    Like barley bending
    In low fields by the sea,
    Singing in hard wind
    Like barley bending
    And rising again,

  • Longing

    I am not sorry for my soul
    That it must go unsatisfied,
    For it can live a thousand times,
    Eternity is deep and wide.

  • Love and Death

    Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,
    And shall my soul that lies within your hand

  • Love in Autumn

    I sought among the drifting leaves,
    The golden leaves that once were green,
    To see if Love were hiding there

  • Love Me

    Brown Thrush singing all day long
    In the leaves above me,
    Take my love this little song,
    "Love me, love me, love me!"

  • Love Songs

    I have remembered beauty in the night,
    Against black silences I waked to see
    A shower of sunlight over Italy

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  • Madeira from the Sea

    Out of the delicate dream of the distance an emerald emerges
    Veiled in the violet folds of the air of the sea;

  • Marianna Alcoforando

    The sparrows wake beneath the convent eaves;
    I think I have not slept the whole night through.

  • May

    The wind is tossing the lilacs,
    The new leaves laugh in the sun,
    And the petals fall on the orchard wall,

  • May Day

    The shining line of motors,
    The swaying motor-bus,
    The prancing dancing horses
    Are passing by for us.

  • May Night

    The spring is fresh and fearless
    And every leaf is new,
    The world is brimmed with moonlight,
    The lilac brimmed with dew.

  • May Wind

    I said, "I have shut my heart
    As one shuts an open door,
    That Love may starve therein
    And trouble me no more."

  • Message

    I heard a cry in the night,
    A thousand miles it came,
    Sharp as a flash of light,
    My name, my name!
    It was your voice I heard,

  • Moods

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

  • Moonlight

    It will not hurt me when I am old,
    A running tide where moonlight burned
    Will not sting me like silver snakes;

  • Morning

    I went out on an April morning
    All alone, for my heart was high,
    I was a child of the shining meadow,

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  • New Love and Old

    In my heart the old love
    Struggled with the new;
    It was ghostly waking
    All night thru.
    Dear things, kind things,

  • New Year's Dawn - Broadway

    When the horns wear thin
    And the noise, like a garment outworn,
    Falls from the night,
    The tattered and shivering night,

  • Night in Arizona

    The moon is a charring ember
    Dying into the dark;
    Off in the crouching mountains
    Coyotes bark.
    The stars are heavy in heaven,

  • Night Song at Amalfi

    I asked the heaven of stars
    What I should give my love --
    It answered me with silence,
    Silence above.
    I asked the darkened sea

  • Night Song of Amalfi

    I asked the heaven of stars
    What I should I give my love--
    It answered me with silence,
    Silence above.

  • November

    The world is tired, the year is old,
    The little leaves are glad to die,
    The wind goes shivering with cold
    Among the rushes dry.


  • Oh Day of Fire and Sun"

    Oh day of fire and sun,
    Pure as a naked flame,
    Blue sea, blue sky and dun
    Sands where he spoke my name;

  • Oh You Are Coming

    Oh you are coming, coming, coming,
    How will hungry Time put by the hours till then? --

  • Old Tunes

    As the waves of perfume, heliotrope,rose,
    Float in the garden when no wind blows,
    Come to us, go from us, whence no one knows;

  • On the Death of Swinburne

    He trod the earth but yesterday,
    And now he treads the stars.
    He left us in the April time
    He praised so often in his rhyme,

  • Only in Sleep"

    Only in sleep I see their faces,
    Children I played with when I was a child,
    Louise comes back with her brown hair braided,

  • Open Windows

    Out of the window a sea of green trees
    Lift their soft boughs like the arms of a dancer;

  • Other Men

    When I talk with other men
    I always think of you --
    Your words are keener than their words,
    And they are gentler, too.

  • Over the Roofs

    Oh chimes set high on the sunny tower
    Ring on, ring on unendingly,
    Make all the hours a single hour,


  • Paris in Spring

    The city's all a-shining
    Beneath a fickle sun,
    A gay young wind's a-blowing,
    The little shower is done.

  • Peace

    Peace flows into me
    As the tide to the pool by the shore;
    It is mine forevermore,
    It ebbs not back like the sea.

  • Pierrot

    Pierrot stands in the garden
    Beneath a waning moon,
    And on his lute he fashions
    A little silver tune.

  • Pierrot's Song

    (For a picture by Duncan Walker)
    Lady, light in the east hangs low,
    Draw your veils of dream apart,

  • Pity

    They never saw my lover's face,
    They only know our love was brief,
    Wearing awhile a windy grace

  • Primavera Mia

    As kings, seeing their lives about to pass,
    Take off the heavy ermine and the crown,


  • Riches

    I have no riches but my thoughts,
    Yet these are wealth enough for me;
    My thoughts of you are golden coins

  • Rispetto

    Was that his step that sounded on the stair?
    Was that his knock I heard upon the door?
    I grow so tired I almost cease to care,

  • Roundel

    If he could know my songs are all for him,
    At silver dawn or in the evening glow,
    Would he not smile and think it but a whim,


  • Sappho

    The twilight's inner flame grows blue and deep,
    And in my Lesbos, over leagues of sea,

  • Sea Longing

    A thousand miles beyond this sun-steeped wall
    Somewhere the waves creep cool along the sand,

  • Silence

    (To Eleonora Duse)
    We are anhungered after solitude,
    Deep stillness pure of any speech or sound,

  • Sleepless

    If I could have your arms tonight-
    But half the world and the broken sea
    Lie between you and me.

  • Snow Song

    Fairy snow, fairy snow,
    Blowing, blowing everywhere,
    Would that I
    Too, could fly
    Lightly, lightly through the air.

  • Snowfall

    "She can't be unhappy," you said,
    "The smiles are like stars in her eyes,
    And her laughter is thistledown

  • Song

    You bound strong sandals on my feet,
    You gave me bread and wine,
    And sent me under sun and stars,
    For all the world was mine.

  • Song at Capri

    When beauty grows too great to bear
    How shall I ease me of its ache,
    For beauty more than bitterness
    Makes the heart break.

  • Soul's Birth

    When you were born, beloved, was your soul
    New made by God to match your body's flower,

  • 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

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  • Testament

    I said, "I will take my life
    And throw it away;
    I who was fire and song
    Will turn to clay."
    "I will lie no more in the night

  • The Answer

    When I go back to earth
    And all my joyous body
    Puts off the red and white
    That once had been so proud,
    If men should pass above

  • The Blind

    The birds are all a-building,
    They say the world's a-flower,
    And still I linger lonely
    Within a barren bower.

  • The Broken Field

    My soul is a dark ploughed field
    In the cold rain;
    My soul is a broken field
    Ploughed by pain.
    Where grass and bending flowers

  • The Carpenter's Son

    The summer dawn came over-soon,
    The earth was like hot iron at noon
    In Nazareth;
    There fell no rain to ease the heat,

  • The Cloud

    I am a cloud in the heaven's height,
    The stars are lit for my delight,
    Tireless and changeful, swift and free,

  • The Crystal Gazer

    I shall gather myself into myself again,
    I shall take my scattered selves and make them one,

  • The Dreams of My Heart"

    The dreams of my heart and my mind pass,
    Nothing stays with me long,
    But I have had from a child
    The deep solace of song;

  • The Faery Forest

    The faery forest glimmered
    Beneath an ivory moon,
    The silver grasses shimmered
    Against a faery tune.

  • The Flight

    Look back with longing eyes and know that I will follow,
    Lift me up in your love as a light wind lifts a swallow,

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  • Water Lilies

    If you have forgotten water lilies floating
    On a dark lake among mountains in the afternoon shade,

  • What Do I Care?

    What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring,
    That my songs do not show me at all?

  • When Love Goes

    O mother, I am sick of love,
    I cannot laugh nor lift my head,
    My bitter dreams have broken me,
    I would my love were dead.

  • When Love was Born

    When Love was born I think he lay
    Right warm on Venus' breast,
    And whiles he smiled and whiles would play

  • While I May

    Wind and hail and veering rain,
    Driven mist that veils the day,
    Soul's distress and body's pain,
    I would bear you while I may.

  • Wild Asters

    In the spring I asked the daisies
    If his words were true,
    And the clever, clear-eyed daisies
    Always knew.

  • Wisdom

    When I have ceased to break my wings
    Against the faultiness of things,
    And learned that compromises wait


  • Young Love

    I cannot heed the words they say,
    The lights grow far away and dim,
    Amid the laughing men and maids

  • Youth and the Pilgrim

    Gray pilgrim, you have journeyed far,
    I pray you tell to me
    Is there a land where Love is not,
    By shore of any sea?