Helen of Troy and Other Poems by Sara Teasdale
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And many skies have covered me,
And many winds have blown me forth, And I have loved the green bright north, And I have loved the cold sweet sea. But what to me are north and south, And what the lure of many lands, Since you have leaned to catch my hands And lay a kiss upon my mouth. I Would Live in Your Love I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea, Borne up by each wave as it passes, drawn down by each wave that recedes; I would empty my soul of the dreams that have gathered in me, I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul as it leads. May |
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