Poem by Sara Teasdale

Wisdom

WHEN I have ceased to break my wings
Against the faultiness of things,
And learned that compromises wait
Behind each hardly opened gate,
When I have looked Life in the eyes,
Grown calm and very coldly wise,
Life will have given me the Truth,
And taken in exchange--my youth.

1. Swans
2. The Ghost
3. The River
4. November
5. The Song for Colin

Ernest Dowson Wisdom ("Love wine and beauty and the spring")

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