Christmas Carol. By Sara Teasdale. 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 from out the north, their...

The Kiss. By Sara Teasdale. Before you kissed me only winds of heaven. Had kissed me, and the tenderness of rain—. Now you have come, how can I care for kisses. Like theirs again? I sought the sea, she sent her winds to...

The Look. By Sara Teasdale - 1884-1933. 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...

Afterwards. By Sara Teasdale. I do not love you now, nor do you love me, love like a splendid storm. Swept us and passed. Yet while the distance. And days drift between us, little things linger. To make me...

Barter. By Sara Teasdale. 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...

Swans. By Sara Teasdale. Night is over the park, and a few brave stars. Look on the lights that link it with chains of gold, the lake bears up their reflection in broken bars. That seem too heavy for tremulous water to...

The River. By Sara Teasdale. I came from the sunny valleys. And sought for the open sea, for I thought in its gray expanses. My peace would come to me. I came at last to the ocean. And found it wild and black, and I...

I Shall Not Care. By Sara Teasdale. When I am dead and over me bright April. Shakes out her rain–drenched hair, though you should lean over me broken-hearted. I shall not care. I Shall have peace,...

I Am Not Yours. By Sara Teasdale. 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. You love me, and I find you still. A spirit beautiful...

Let It Be Forgotten. By Sara Teasdale. Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten, forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold, let it be forgotten for ever and ever, time is a kind friend, he will make us...