Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
The Lamp
If I can bear your love like a lamp before me,When I go down the long steep Road of Darkness,I shall not fear the everlasting shadows,Nor cry in..
© Sara Teasdale
The Fountain
Oh in the deep blue nightThe fountain sang alone;It sang to the drowsy heartOf a satyr carved in stone.The fountain sang and sangBut the satyr never..
© Sara Teasdale
The Faery Forest
The faery forest glimmeredBeneath an ivory moon,The silver grasses shimmeredAgainst a faery tune.Beneath the silken silenceThe crystal branches..
© Sara Teasdale
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.I would love you if I..
© Sara Teasdale
The Long Hill
I must have passed the crest a while agoAnd now I am going down--Strange to have crossed the crest and not to know,But the brambles were always..
© Sara Teasdale
Broadway
This is the quiet hour; the theatersHave gathered in their crowds, and steadilyThe million lights blaze on for few to see,Robbing the sky of stars..
© Sara Teasdale
Night In Arizona
The moon is a charring emberDying into the dark;Off in the crouching mountainsCoyotes bark.The stars are heavy in heaven,Too great for the sky to..
© Sara Teasdale
The Prayer
My answered prayer came up to me,And in the silence thus spake he:"O you who prayed for me to come,Your greeting is but cold and dumb."My heart made..
© Sara Teasdale
In The Metropolitan Museum
Inside the tiny PantheonWe stood together silently,Leaving the restless crowsd awhile,As ships find shelter from the sea.The ancient centuries came..
© Sara Teasdale
Sea Longing
A thousand miles beyond this sun-steeped wallSomewhere the waves creep cool along the sand,The ebbing tide forsakes the listless landWith the old..
© Sara Teasdale
The Ghost
I went back to the clanging city,I went back where my old loves stayed,But my heart was full of my new love's glory,My eyes were laughing and..
© Sara Teasdale
May
The wind is tossing the lilacs,The new leaves laugh in the sun,And the petals fall on the orchard wall,But for me the spring is done.Beneath the..
© Sara Teasdale
The Poor House
Hope went by and Peace went byAnd would not enter in;Youth went by and Health wnt byAnd Love that is their kin.Those within the house shed tearsOn..
© Sara Teasdale
Desert Pools
I love too much; I am a riverSurging with spring that seeks the sea,I am too generous a giver,Love will not stoop to drink of me.His feet will turn..
© Sara Teasdale
In The Train
Fields beneath a quilt of snowFrom which the rocks and stubble sleep,And in the west a shy white starThat shivers as it wakes from deep.The restless..
© Sara Teasdale
The Kind Moon
I think the moon is very kindTo take such trouble just for me.He came along with me from homeTo keep me company.He went as fast as I could run;I..
© Sara Teasdale
Dusk In June
Evening, and all the birdsIn a chorus of shimmering soundAre easing their hearts of joyFor miles around.The air is blue and sweet,The few first stars..
© Sara Teasdale
It Is Not A Word"
It is not a word spoken,Few words are said;Nor even a look of the eyesNor a bend of the head,But only a hush of the heartThat has too much to..
© Sara Teasdale
Love-Free
I am free of love as a bird flying south in the autumn,Swift and intent, asking no joy from another,Glad to forget all of the passion of AprilEre it..
© Sara Teasdale
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.Oh, take the sandals off my..
© Sara Teasdale
Jewls
If I should see your eyes again,I know how far their look would go --Back to a morning in the parkWith sapphire shadows on the snow.Or back to oak..
© Sara Teasdale
Embers
I said, "My youth is goneLike a fire beaten out by the rain,That will never sway and singOr play with the wind again."I said, "It is no great..
© Sara Teasdale
Dew
As dew leaves the cobweb lightlyThreaded with stars,Scattering jewels on the fenceAnd the pasture bars;As dawn leaves the dry grass brightAnd the..
© Sara Teasdale
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 wasThey said I couldn't understand.I thought they..
© Sara Teasdale
The Coin
INTO my heart's treasuryI slipped a coinThat time cannot takeNor a thief purloin,—Oh better than the mintingOf a gold-crowned kingIs the safe-kept..
© Sara Teasdale