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TITLE: RIVERS TO THE SEA
AUTHOR: SARA TEASDALE
EBOOK: E04034 (O'Briens Book Cellar)
 
RIVERS TO THE SEA 
 
BY 
 
SARA TEASDALE 
 
To 
ERNST 
 
CONTENTS 
PART I 
 
SPRING NIGHT 
THE FLIGHT 
NEW LOVE AND OLD 
THE LOOK 
SPRING 
THE LIGHTED WINDOW 
THE KISS 
SWANS 
THE OLD MAID 
FROM THE WOOLWORTH TOWER 
AT NIGHT 
THE YEARS 
PEACE 
APRIL 
COME 
MOODS 
APRIL SONG 
MAY DAY 
CROWNED 
TO A CASTILIAN SONG 
BROADWAY 
A WINTER BLUEJAY 
IN A RESTAURANT 
JOY 
IN A RAILROAD STATION 
IN THE TRAIN 
TO ONE AWAY 
SONG 
DEEP IN THE NIGHT 
THE INDIA WHARF 
I SHALL NOT CARE 
DESERT POOLS 
LONGING 
PITY 
AFTER PARTING 
ENOUGH 
ALCHEMY 
FEBRUARY 
MORNING 
MAY NIGHT 
DUSK IN JUNE 
LOVE-FREE 
SUMMER NIGHT, RIVERSIDE 
IN A SUBWAY STATION 
AFTER LOVE 
DOORYARD ROSES 
A PRAYER 
 
PART II 
 
INDIAN SUMMER 
THE SEA WIND 
THE CLOUD 
THE POOR HOUSE 
NEW YEAR'S DAWN-BROADWAY 
THE STAR 
DOCTORS 
THE INN OF EARTH 
IN THE CARPENTER'S SHOP 
THE CARPENTER'S SON 
THE MOTHER OF A POET 
IN MEMORIAM F. O. S 
TWILIGHT 
SWALLOW FLIGHT 
THOUGHTS 
TO DICK, ON HIS SIXTH BIRTHDAY 
TO ROSE 
THE FOUNTAIN 
THE ROSE 
DREAMS 
"I AM NOT YOURS" 
PIERROT'S SONG 
NIGHT IN ARIZONA 
DUSK IN WAR TIME 
SPRING IN WAR TIME 
WHILE I MAY 
DEBT 
FROM THE NORTH 
THE LIGHTS OF NEW YORK 
SEA LONGING 
THE RIVER 
LEAVES 
THE ANSWER 
 
PART III 
 
OVER THE ROOFS 
A CRY 
CHANCE 
IMMORTAL 
AFTER DEATH 
TESTAMENT 
GIFTS 
 
PART IV 
 
FROM THE SEA 
VIGNETTES OVERSEAS 
 
PART V 
 
SAPPHO 
 
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I 
 
SPRING NIGHT 
 
THE park is filled with night and fog, 
   The veils are drawn about the world, 
The drowsy lights along the paths 
   Are dim and pearled. 
 
Gold and gleaming the empty streets, 
   Gold and gleaming the misty lake, 
The mirrored lights like sunken swords, 
   Glimmer and shake. 
 
Oh, is it not enough to be 
Here with this beauty over me? 
My throat should ache with praise, and I 
Should kneel in joy beneath the sky. 
Oh, beauty are you not enough? 
 
Why am I crying after love 
With youth, a singing voice and eyes 
To take earth's wonder with surprise? 
Why have I put off my pride, 
Why am I unsatisfied, 
I for whom the pensive night 
Binds her cloudy hair with light, 
I for whom all beauty burns 
Like incense in a million urns? 
Oh, beauty, are you not enough? 
Why am I crying after love? 
 
THE FLIGHT 
 
LOOK 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 windy 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? 
 
NEW LOVE AND OLD 
 
IN my heart the old love 
   Struggled with the new; 
It was ghostly waking 
   All night thru. 
 
Dear things, kind things, 
   That my old love said, 
Ranged themselves reproachfully 
   Round my bed. 
 
But I could not heed them, 
   For I seemed to see 
The eyes of my new love 
   Fixed on me. 
 
Old love, old love, 
   How can I be true? 
Shall I be faithless to myself 
   Or to you? 
 
THE LOOK 
 
STREPHON kissed me in the spring, 
   Robin in the fall, 
But Colin only looked at me 
   And never kissed at all. 
 
Strephon's kiss was lost in jest, 
   Robin's lost in play, 
But the kiss in Colin's eyes 
   Haunts me night and day. 
 
SPRING 

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