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The Fountain by Sara Teasdale
All through the deep blue night The fountain sang alone; It sang to the drowsy heart Of the satyr carved in stone. The fountain sang and sang, But the satyr never stirred-- Only the great white moon In the empty heaven heard. The fountain sang and sang While on the marble rim The milk-white peacocks slept, And their dreams were strange and dim. Bright dew was on the grass, And on the ilex, dew, The dreamy milk-white birds Were all a-glisten, too. The fountain sang and sa...

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[ Sun, 04 Jan 2009 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Buried Love by Sara Teasdale
I have come to bury Love Beneath a tree, In the forest tall and black Where none can see. I shall put no flowers at his head, Nor stone at his feet, For the mouth I loved so much Was bittersweet. I shall go no more to his grave, For the woods are cold. I shall gather as much of joy As my hands can hold. I shall stay all day in the sun Where the wide winds blow,-- But oh, I shall cry at night When none will know....

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[ Sat, 03 Jan 2009 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Buried Love by Sara Teasdale
I have come to bury Love Beneath a tree, In the forest tall and black Where none can see. I shall put no flowers at his head, Nor stone at his feet, For the mouth I loved so much Was bittersweet. I shall go no more to his grave, For the woods are cold. I shall gather as much of joy As my hands can hold. I shall stay all day in the sun Where the wide winds blow,-- But oh, I shall cry at night When none will know....

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[ Sat, 03 Jan 2009 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Faults by Sara Teasdale
They came to tell your faults to me, They named them over one by one; I laughed aloud when they were done, I knew them all so well before,-- Oh, they were blind, too blind to see Your faults had made me love you more....

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[ Fri, 02 Jan 2009 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Debt by Sara Teasdale
What do I owe to you Who loved me deep and long? You never gave my spirit wings Or gave my heart a song. But oh, to him I loved, Who loved me not at all, I owe the open gate That led through heaven's wall....

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[ Thu, 01 Jan 2009 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Four Winds by Sara Teasdale
"Four winds blowing through the sky, You have seen poor maidens die, Tell me then what I shall do That my lover may be true." Said the wind from out the south, "Lay no kiss upon his mouth," And the wind from out the west, "Wound the heart within his breast," And the wind from out the east, "Send him empty from the feast," And the wind from out the north, "In the tempest thrust him forth; When thou art more cruel than he, Then will Love be kind to thee."...

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[ Wed, 31 Dec 2008 20:01:00 +0000 ]


The Song for Colin by Sara Teasdale
I sang a song at dusking time Beneath the evening star, And Terence left his latest rhyme To answer from afar. Pierrot laid down his lute to weep, And sighed, "She sings for me." But Colin slept a careless sleep Beneath an apple tree....

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[ Tue, 30 Dec 2008 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Wild Asters by Sara Teasdale
In the spring I asked the daisies If his words were true, And the clever, clear-eyed daisies Always knew. Now the fields are brown and barren, Bitter autumn blows, And of all the stupid asters Not one knows....

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[ Mon, 29 Dec 2008 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Pierrot by Sara Teasdale
Pierrot stands in the garden Beneath a waning moon, And on his lute he fashions A fragile silver tune. Pierrot plays in the garden, He thinks he plays for me, But I am quite forgotten Under the cherry tree. Pierrot plays in the garden, And all the roses know That Pierrot loves his music,-- But I love Pierrot....

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[ Sun, 28 Dec 2008 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Love Me by Sara Teasdale
Brown-thrush singing all day long In the leaves above me, Take my love this April song, "Love me, love me, love me!" When he harkens what you say, Bid him, lest he miss me, Leave his work or leave his play, And kiss me, kiss me, kiss me!...

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[ Sat, 27 Dec 2008 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Child, Child by Sara Teasdale
Child, child, love while you can The voice and the eyes and the soul of a man; Never fear though it break your heart-- Out of the wound new joy will start; Only love proudly and gladly and well, Though love be heaven or love be hell. Child, child, love while you may, For life is short as a happy day; Never fear the thing you feel-- Only by love is life made real; Love, for the deadly sins are seven, Only through love will you enter heaven....

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[ Fri, 26 Dec 2008 20:01:00 +0000 ]


Song at Capri by Sara Teasdale
When beauty grows too great to bearHow shall I ease me of its ache,For beauty more than bitternessMakes the heart break.Now while I watch the dreaming seaWith isles like flowers against her breast,Only one voice in all the worldCould give me rest....

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[ Thu, 25 Dec 2008 20:01:00 +0000 ]


But Not to Me by Sara Teasdale
The April night is still and sweet With flowers on every tree; Peace comes to them on quiet feet, But not to me. My peace is hidden in his breast Where I shall never be; Love comes to-night to all the rest, But not to me....

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[ Sun, 26 Oct 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Gifts by Sara Teasdale
I gave my first love laughter, I gave my second tears, I gave my third love silence Through all the years. My first love gave me singing, My second eyes to see, But oh, it was my third love Who gave my soul to me....

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[ Sat, 25 Oct 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


A Cry by Sara Teasdale
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. Oh, there are breasts to bear his head, And lips whereon his lips can lie, But I must be till I am dead Only a cry....

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[ Fri, 24 Oct 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


A Winter Night by Sara Teasdale
My window-pane is starred with frost, The world is bitter cold to-night, The moon is cruel, and the wind Is like a two-edged sword to smite. God pity all the homeless ones, The beggars pacing to and fro, God pity all the poor to-night Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow. My room is like a bit of June, Warm and close-curtained fold on fold, But somewhere, like a homeless child, My heart is crying in the cold....

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[ Thu, 23 Oct 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


The Look by Sara Teasdale
Strephon kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me And never kissed at all. Strephon's kiss was lost in jest, Robin's lost in play, But the kiss in Colin's eyes Haunts me night and day....

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[ Wed, 22 Oct 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Night Song at Amalfi by Sara Teasdale
I asked the heaven of stars What I should give my love-- It answered me with silence, Silence above. I asked the darkened sea Down where the fishers go-- It answered me with silence, Silence below. Oh, I could give him weeping, Or I could give him song-- But how can I give silence, My whole life long?...

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[ Tue, 21 Oct 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Twilight by Sara Teasdale
Dreamily over the roofs The cold spring rain is falling; Out in the lonely tree A bird is calling, calling. Slowly over the earth The wings of night are falling; My heart like the bird in the tree Is calling, calling, calling....

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[ Mon, 20 Oct 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Barter by Sara Teadsale
Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children's faces looking up Holding wonder like a cup. Life has loveliness to sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, arms that hold, And for your spirit's still delight, Holy thoughts that star the night. Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost; For one white singing hou...

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[ Sun, 19 Oct 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Like Snow by Robert Graves
She, then, like snow in a dark night,Fell secretly. And the world wakedWith dazzling of the drowsy eye,So that some muttered 'Too much light',And drew the curtains close.Like snow, warmer than fingers feared,And to soil friendly;Holding the histories of the nightIn yet unmelted tracks....

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[ Sat, 18 Oct 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Wilderness by Carl Sandburg
There is a wolf in me … fangs pointed for tearing gashes … a red tongue for raw meat … and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go. There is a fox in me … a silver-gray fox … I sniff and guess … I pick things out of the wind and air … I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers … I circle and loop and double-cross. There is a hog in me … a snout and a belly … a machinery for eating an...

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[ Sun, 13 Jul 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


The Law for the Wolves by Rudyard Kipling
Now this is the law of the jungle, as old and as true as the sky, And the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree trunk, the law runneth forward and back; For the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack. Wash daily from nose tip to tail tip; drink deeply, but never too deep; And remember the night is for hunting and forget not the day is for sleep. The jackal may follow the ...

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[ Sat, 12 Jul 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Do You Fear the Wind? by Hamlin Garland
Do you fear the force of the wind, The slash of the rain? Go face them and fight them, Be savage again. Go hungry and cold like the wolf, Go wade like the crane: The palms of your hands will thicken, The skin of your cheek will tan, You ’ll grow ragged and weary and swarthy, But you ’ll walk like a man!...

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[ Fri, 11 Jul 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Tempted by Edward Roland Sill
Yes, I know what you say: Since it cannot be soul to soul, Be it flesh to flesh, as it may; But is Earth the whole? Shall a man betray the Past For all Earth gives? “But the Past is dead?” At last It is all that lives. Which were the nobler goal,— To snatch at the moment’s bliss Or to swear I will keep my soul Clean for her kiss?...

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[ Thu, 10 Jul 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


To a Lady by John James Piatt
On Her Art of Growing Old Gracefully You ask a verse, to sing (ah, laughing face!) Your happy art of growing old with grace? O Muse, begin, and let the truth—but hold! First let me see that you are growing old....

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[ Wed, 09 Jul 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Evanescence by Harriet Prescott Spofford
What's the brightness of a brow? What ’s a mouth of pearls and corals? Beauty vanishes like a vapor, Preach the men of musty morals! Should the crowd then, ages since, Have shut their ears to singing Homer, Because the music fled as soon As fleets the violets’ aroma? Ah, for me, I thrill to see The bloom a velvet cheek discloses, Made of dust—I well believe it! So are lilies, so are roses!...

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[ Tue, 08 Jul 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Music and Memory by John Albee
Enchantress, touch no more that strain! I know not what it may contain, But in my breast such mood it wakes My very spirit almost breaks. Thoughts come from out some hidden realm Whose dim memorials overwhelm, Still bring not back the things I lost,— Still bringing all the pain they cost....

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[ Mon, 07 Jul 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Poppies in the Wheat by Helen Fiske Jackson
Along Ancona’s hills the shimmering heat, A tropic tide of air, with ebb and flow Bathes all the fields of wheat until they glow Like flashing seas of green, which toss and beat Around the vines. The poppies lithe and fleet Seem running, fiery torchmen, to and fro To mark the shore. The farmer does not know That they are there. He walks with heavy feet, Counting the bread and wine by autumn’s gain, But I,—I smile to think that days remain Perhaps to me in which, though bread be s...

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[ Sun, 06 Jul 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]


Idleness by Silas Weir Mitchell
There is no dearer lover of lost hours Than I. I can be idler than the idlest flowers; More idly lie Than noonday lilies languidly afloat, And water pillowed in a windless moat. And I can be Stiller than some gray stone That hath no motion known. It seems to me That my still idleness doth make my own All magic gifts of joy’s simplicity....

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[ Sat, 05 Jul 2008 19:01:00 +0000 ]

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