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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale
Sara Trevor Teasdale was born in St. Louis, Missouri, in 1884, into an old, established, and devout family. She was homeschooled until she was nine and traveled frequently to Chicago,...
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FURTHER READING
Poems About Difficult Love
A Love Song
by William Carlos Williams, read by Ron Silliman
Anna, Thy Charms
by Robert Burns
Be Near Me
by Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Caboose Thoughts
by Carl Sandburg
Dregs
by César Vallejo
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder
by A. E. Housman
I Am Not Yours
by Sara Teasdale
I Do Not Love Thee
by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Last Words to Miriam
by D. H. Lawrence
Love's Secret
by William Blake
Loving and Beloved
by Sir John Suckling
Never give all the heart
by W. B. Yeats
One Art
by Elizabeth Bishop
Opal
by Amy Lowell
Sonnet 102 [If no love is, O God, what fele I so?]
by Petrarch
Sonnet 12 [Alas, so all things now do hold their peace]
by Petrarch
The Barrier
by Claude McKay
The More Loving One
by W. H. Auden, read by Nick Laird
The Peace That So Lovingly Descends
by Noelle Kocot
To His Coy Love
by Michael Drayton
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (Sonnet XLIII)
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Whoever You Are Holding Me Now in Hand
by Walt Whitman
Witch-Wife
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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What Do I Care  
by Sara Teasdale

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.

But what do I care, for love will be over so soon,
Let my heart have its say and my mind stand idly by,
For my mind is proud and strong enough to be silent, 
It is my heart that makes my songs, not I.



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