192 Quotes by Sara Teasdale

There Will Be StarsThere will be stars over the place forever;Though the house we loved and the street we loved are lost,Every time the earth circles her orbitOn the night the autumn equinox is crossed,Two stars we knew, poised on the peak of midnightWill reach their zenith; stillness will be deep;There will be stars over the place forever,There will be stars forever, while we sleep.

I have no riches but my thoughts,Yet these are wealth enough for me;My thoughts of you are golden coinsStamped in the mint of memory;And I must spend them all in song,For thoughts, as well as gold, must beLeft on the hither side of deathTo gain their immortality.

Peace flows into meAs the tide to the pool by the shore;It is mine forevermore,It ebbs not back like the sea.I am the pool of blueThat worships the vivid sky;My hopes were heaven-high,They are all fulfilled in you.I am the pool of goldWhen sunset burns and dies,–You are my deepening skies,Give me your stars to hold.

When I am all aloneEnvy me most,Then my thoughts flutter round meIn a glimmering host;Some dressed in silver,Some dressed in white,Each like a taperBlossoming light;Most of them merry,Some of them grave,Each of them litheAs willows that wave;Some bearing violets,Some bearing bay,One with a burning roseHidden away–When I am all aloneEnvy me then,For I have better friends Than women and men.

Let me remember you, soon will the winter be on us,Snow-hushed and heartless.

Spend all you have for loveliness,Buy it and never count the cost;For one white singing hour of peaceCount many a year of strife well lost,And for a breath of ecstasyGive all you have been, or could be.

What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring,That my songs do not show me at all?For they are a fragrance, and I am a flint and a fire,I am an answer, they are only a call

If I Must GoIf I must go to heaven's endClimbing the ages like a stair,Be near me and forever bendWith the same eyes above me there;Time will fly past us like leaves flying,We shall not heed, for we shall beBeyond living, beyond dying,Knowing and known unchangeably.

The FlightLook 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?