To E

The door was opened and I saw you there

And for the first time heard you speak my name.

Then like the sun your sweetness overcame

My shy and shadowy mood; I was aware

That joy was hidden in your happy hair,

And that for you love held no hint of shame;

My eyes caught light from yours, within whose flame

Humor and passion have an equal share.

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How many times since then have I not seen

Your great eyes widen when you talk of love,

And darken slowly with a fair desire;

How many time since then your soul has been

Clear to my gaze as curving skies above,

Wearing like them a raiment made of fire.

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Sara Teasdale | "To E".
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The giver

You bound strong sandals on my feet,

You gave me bread and wine,

And sent me under sun and stars,

For all the world was mine.

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Oh, take the sandals off my feet,

You know not what you do;

For all my world is in your arms,

My sun and stars are you.

Sara Teasdale | "The giver".
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The mystery

Your eyes drink of me,

Love makes them shine,

Your eyes that lean

So close to mine.

We have long been lovers,

We know the range

Of each other’s moods

And how they change;

But when we look

At each other so

Then we feel

How little we know;

The spirit eludes us,

Timid and free—

Can I ever know you

Or you know me?

Sara Teasdale | "The mystery".

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