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").

A Maiden

Oh if I were the velvet roseUpon the red rose vine,I'd climb to touch his windowAnd make his casement fine.And if I were the little birdThat twitters..

© Sara Teasdale

Did You Never Know?

Did you never know, long ago, how much you loved me—That your love would never lessen and never go?You were young then, proud and fresh-hearted,You..

© Sara Teasdale

My Heart Is Heavy

My heart is heavy with many a songLike ripe fruit bearing down the tree,But I can never give you one --My songs do not belong to me.Yet in the..

© Sara Teasdale

A Prayer

When I am dying, let me knowThat I loved the blowing snowAlthough it stung like whips;That I loved all lovely thingsAnd I tried to take their..

© Sara Teasdale

Paris In Spring

The city's all a-shiningBeneath a fickle sun,A gay young wind's a-blowing,The little shower is done.But the rain-drops still are clingingAnd falling..

© Sara Teasdale

Fear

I am afraid, oh I am so afraid!The cold black fear is clutching me to-nightAs long ago when they would take the lightAnd leave the little child who..

© Sara Teasdale

The Kiss

I hoped that he would love me,And he has kissed my mouth,But I am like a stricken birdThat cannot reach the south.For though I know he loves..

© Sara Teasdale

Christmas Carol

The kings they came from out the south,All dressed in ermine fine;They bore Him gold and chrysoprase,And gifts of precious wine.The shepherds came..

© Sara Teasdale

April

The roofs are shining from the rain.The sparrows tritter as they fly,And with a windy April graceThe little clouds go by.Yet the back-yards are bare..

© Sara Teasdale

Because

Oh, because you never triedTo bow my will or break my pride,And nothing of the cave-man madeYou want to keep me half afraid,Nor ever with a..

© Sara Teasdale

Alchemy

I lift my heart as spring lifts upA yellow daisy to the rain;My heart will be a lovely cupAltho' it holds but pain.For I shall learn from flower and..

© Sara Teasdale

Child, Child

Child, child, love while you canThe voice and the eyes and the soul of a man,Never fear though it break your heart -Out of the wound new joy will..

© Sara Teasdale

A Ballad Of The Two Knights

Two knights rode forth at early dawnA-seeking maids to wed,Said one, "My lady must be fair,With gold hair on her head."Then spake the other..

© Sara Teasdale

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.But Love that is so bitterHath put..

© Sara Teasdale

After Parting

Oh I have sown my love so wideThat he will find it everywhere;It will awake him in the night,It will enfold him in the air.I set my shadow in his..

© Sara Teasdale

After Death

Now while my lips are livingTheir words must stay unsaid,And will my soul rememberTo speak when I am dead?Yet if my soul rememberedYou would not heed..

© Sara Teasdale

Barter

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..

© Sara Teasdale

I Am Not Yours

I am not yours, not lost in you,Not lost, although I long to beLost as a candle lit at noon,Lost as a snowflake in the sea.You love me, and I find..

© Sara Teasdale

A Winter Night

My window-pane is starred with frost,The world is bitter cold to-night,The moon is cruel, and the windIs like a two-edged sword to smite.God pity all..

© Sara Teasdale

After Love

There is no magic any more,We meet as other people do,You work no miracle for meNor I for you.You were the wind and I the sea -There is no splendor..

© Sara Teasdale

There Will Come Soft Rain

There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground,And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;And frogs in the pools singing at night,And..

© Sara Teasdale

Alone

I am alone, in spite of love,In spite of all I take and give—In spite of all your tenderness,Sometimes I am not glad to live.I am alone, as though I..

© Sara Teasdale

Advice To A Girl

No one worth possessingCan be quite possessed;Lay that on your heart,My young angry dear;This truth, this hard and precious stone,Lay it on your hot..

© Sara Teasdale

America, Our Home

America, our home so wide,From mountains tall to oceans’ side.Your promise shines in every heart,A living work, a treasured art.On July Fourth, we..

© Independence Day (USA)

The Price of Freedom

Freedom comes with sacrifice,Countless acts that paid the price.On Independence Day we pause and see,The strength required to live freely.Let..

© Independence Day (USA)