A Cry – Sara Teasdale

Oh, there are eyes that he can see, And hands to make his hands rejoice, But to my lover I must be …

There Will Come A Soft Rain

There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the …

Stars Alone In The Night

Alone in the night On a dark hill With pines around me Spicy and still, And a heaven full of stars Over …

Let It Be Forgotten

Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten, Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold. Let it be forgotten …

I Am Not Yours

I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, …

Barter

Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, …