Poem by Sara Teasdale

Deep in the Night

Deep in the night the cry of a swallow,
Under the stars he flew,
Keen as pain was his call to follow
Over the world to you.

Love in my heart is a cry forever
Lost as the swallow's flight,
Seeking for you and never, never
Stilled by the stars at night.

1. Arcturus
2. A Little While
3. Understanding
4. White Fog
5. Morning Song

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