English Poetry. Sara Teasdale. The Kiss. Сара Тисдейл.

Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл)

The Kiss

I HOPED that he would love me,
    And he has kissed my mouth, 
But I am like a stricken bird
    That cannot reach the south.

For though I know he loves me,
    To-night my heart is sad; 
His kiss was not so wonderful
    As all the dreams I had.

Sara Teasdale’s other poems:

1. The Broken Field
2. Song at Capri
3. After Parting
4. Twilight
5. But Not to Me

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Coventry Patmore (Ковентри Патмор (Пэтмор)) The Kiss (“I saw you take his kiss!”)

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