Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл)

After Parting

  Oh, I have sown my love so wide
   That he will find it everywhere;
  It will awake him in the night,
   It will enfold him in the air.

  I set my shadow in his sight
   And I have winged it with desire,
  That it may be a cloud by day,
   And in the night a shaft of fire.

1. Riches
2. Enough
3. Dusk in War Time
4. Child, Child
5. Moods

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