Poems by Sara Teasdale
The Giver
... You bound strong sandals on my feet, ...
The Meeting
... And when he passed, I trembled like ...
New Year's Dawn - Broadway
... With their gew-gaws still in their hands, ...
Oh Day Of Fire And Sun
... That the spirit flew off free, ...
The Star
... And the deepest place but reached its chin ...
Love Songs
... My thoughts seek you as waves that seek the shore, ...
The Rose And The Bee
... I should close my leaves and keep you fast, ...
Crowned
... My crown shall stay a sweet and secret thing ...
Interlude: Songs Out Of Sorrow
... "The myrtle flowers will grow more blue ...
Sunset: St. Louis
... High over them the black train swept with thunder, ...
Night Song At Amalfi
... Oh, I could give him weeping, ...
Nightfall
... And the blue June twilight dies, ...
Soul's Birth
... It heard God's voice that bade it down to earth ...
Driftwood
... The shape of hands, the beat of heart, ...
To Erinna
... Whereby you waked the dreaming Lesbian wind, ...
