They came to tell your faults to me, They named them over one by one; I laughed aloud when they were done, I knew them all so well before,— Oh, they were blind, too blind to see Your faults had made me love you more.

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Poems by This Author

After Love by Sara Teasdale There is no magic any more Barter by Sara Teasdale Life has loveliness to sell Four Winds by Sara Teasdale "Four winds blowing thro' the sky I Am Not Yours by Sara Teasdale I am not yours, not lost in you I Love You by Sara Teasdale When April bends above me Moonlight by Sara Teasdale It will not hurt me when I am old Places [III. Winter Sun] by Sara Teasdale There was a bush with scarlet berries Summer Night, Riverside by Sara Teasdale In the wild soft summer darkness The Falling Star by Sara Teasdale I saw a star slide down the sky The Flight by Sara Teasdale Look back with longing eyes and know that I will follow, The Gift by Sara Teasdale What can I give you, my lord, my lover The Kiss by Sara Teasdale Before you kissed me only winds of heaven The Look by Sara Teasdale Strephon kissed me in the spring There Will Come Soft Rains by Sara Teasdale There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, What Do I Care by Sara Teasdale What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring

Further Reading

Poems about Beauty Endymion, Book I, [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever] by John Keats Muse & Drudge [just as I am I come] by Harryette Mullen Couture by Mark Doty Design for a Silver Box in the Shape of a Melon, 1918 by Jonathan Thirkield It's obvious by Greg Hewett Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs by Anne Sexton The Part of the Bee's Body Embedded in the Flesh by Carol Frost Trees Need Not Walk the Earth by David Rosenthal