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Remember me as I was then;
Turn from me now, but always see
The laughing shadowy girl who stood
At midnight by the flowering tree,
With eyes that love had made as bright
As the trembling stars of the summer night.
Turn from me now, but always hear
The muted laughter in the dew
Of that one year of youth we had,
The only youth we ever knew --
Turn from me now, or you will see
What other years have done to me.
- Sara Teasdale
Remember me as I was then;
Turn from me now, but always see
The laughing shadowy girl who stood
At midnight by the flowering tree,
With eyes that love had made as bright
As the trembling stars of the summer night.
Turn from me now, but always hear
The muted laughter in the dew
Of that one year of youth we had,
The only youth we ever knew --
Turn from me now, or you will see
What other years have done to me.
- Sara Teasdale
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Date: 2003-05-11 01:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-11 06:42 pm (UTC)This one touched me too.
I had just read it for the
first time - found it online -
and it convinces me all the more
that I need to get my hands on a
copy of sara's poetry for my collection.