Sara Teasdale quotes - page 2
My dreams are over, I have ceased to cry
Against the fate that made men love my mouth
And left their spirits all too deaf to hear
The little songs that echoed through my soul.
I have no anger now. The dreams are done;
Yet since the Greeks and Trojans would not see
Aught but my body's fairness, till the end,
In all the islands set in all the seas,
And all the lands that lie beneath the sun,
Till light turn darkness, and till time shall sleep,
Men's lives shall waste with longing after me,
For I shall be the sum of their desire,
The whole of beauty, never seen again.
Sara Teasdale
I have grown weary of the winds of heaven.
I will not be a reed to hold the sound
Of whatsoever breath the gods may blow,
Turning my torment into music for them.
They gave me life; the gift was bountiful,
I lived with the swift singing strength of fire,
Seeking for beauty as a flame for fuel -
Beauty in all things and in every hour.
The gods have given life - I gave them song;
The debt is paid and now I turn to go.
Sara Teasdale
Sun-swept beaches with a light wind blowing
From the immense blue circle of the sea,
And the soft thunder where long waves whiten -
These were the same for Sappho as for me. Two thousand years - much has gone by forever,
Change takes the gods and ships and speech of men -
But here on the beaches that time passes over
The heart aches now as then.
Sara Teasdale