I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes. Sara Teasdale More Quotes by Sara Teasdale More Quotes From Sara Teasdale My soul is a dark ploughed field In the cold rain; My soul is a broken field Ploughed by pain. Sara Teasdale paindarkrain look for a lovely thing and you will find it, it is not far, it never will be far Sara Teasdale lovely-thingslovelylooks If I should see your eyes again, I know how far their look would go -- Back to a morning in the park With sapphire shadows on the snow. Or back to oak trees in the spring When you unloosed my hair and kissed The head that lay against your knees In the leaf shadow's amethyst. And still another shining place We would remember -- how the dun Wild mountain held us on its crest One diamond morning white with sun. But I will turn my eyes from you As women turn to put away The jewels they have worn at night And cannot wear in sober day. Sara Teasdale eyespringmorning I thought of you and how you love this beauty, And walking up the long beach all alone I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder As you and I once heard their monotone. Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me The cold and sparkling silver of the sea -- We two will pass through death and ages lengthen Before you hear that sound again with me. Sara Teasdale missing-someoneseabeach A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for the spring. Sara Teasdale waitingspringworld What we have never had, remains; It is the things we have that go. Sara Teasdale unfulfillmentremains The spring is fresh and fearless Sara Teasdale heartspringmoving I found more joy in sorrow than you could find in joy. Sara Teasdale sadsorrowjoy Beauty, more than bitterness, makes the heart break. Sara Teasdale bad-relationshipheartbeauty The window-lights, myriads and myriads,Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers. Sara Teasdale walllightflower I saw a star slide down the sky Blinding the north as it went by Too buring and too quick to hold Too lovely to be bought or sold Good only to make wishes on And then forever to be gone Sara Teasdale starsforeversky I try to catch at many a tuneLike petals of light fallen from the moon,Broken and bright on a dark lagoon,But they float away - for who can holdYouth, or perfume or the moon's gold? Sara Teasdale lightmoondark Call him wise whose actions, words, and steps are all a clear because to a clear why. Sara Teasdale wiseactionsteps Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten, Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold, Let it be forgotten forever and ever, Time is a kind friend, he will make us old. Sara Teasdale flowerfiretime Life is a frail moth flying Caught in the web of the years that pass. Sara Teasdale flyinglifeyears The leaves fall patiently Sara Teasdale autumngrievingfall I shall not let a sorrow die Until I find the heart of it, Nor let a wordless joy go by Until it talks to me a bit. Sara Teasdale sorrowheartjoy 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 cup. Sara Teasdale naturebeautifullife It is enough for me by day To walk the same bright earth with him; Enough that over us by night The same great roof of stars is dim. I do not hope to bind the wind Or set a fetter on the sea -- It is enough to feel his love Blow by like music over me. Sara Teasdale starsblownight Faults They came to tell your faults to me, They named them over one by one; I laughed aloud when they were done, I knew them all so well before,-- Oh, they were blind, too blind to see Your faults had made me love you more. Sara Teasdale faultsdonelove-you
