My heart is a garden tired with autumn.
Sara TeasdaleLet me remember you, soon will the winter be on us,
Snow-hushed and heartless.
Stichwörter: poetry
Spend all you have for loveliness,
Buy it and never count the cost;
For one white singing hour of peace
Count many a year of strife well lost,
And for a breath of ecstasy
Give all you have been, or could be.
Stichwörter: poetry
It was a night of early spring,
The winter-sleep was scarcely broken;
Around us shadows and the wind
Listened for what was never spoken.
Though half a score of years are gone,
Spring comes as sharply now as then—
But if we had it all to do
It would be done the same again.
It was a spring that never came;
But we have lived enough to know
That what we never have, remains;
It is the things we have that go.
Stichwörter: wisdom spring materialism regret project-gutenburg
The Flight
Look back with longing eyes and know that I will follow,
Lift me up in your love as a light wind lifts a swallow,
Let our flight be far in sun or blowing rain--
But what if I heard my first love calling me again?
Hold me on your heart as the brave sea holds the foam,
Take me far away to the hills that hide your home;
Peace shall thatch the roof and love shall latch the door--
But what if I heard my first love calling me once more?
Stichwörter: love poetry first-love
I have no riches but my thoughts,
Yet these are wealth enough for me
Stichwörter: poetry wealth thoughts
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