Off Algiers
Sara Teasdale
Oh give me neither love nor tears, Nor dreams that sear the night with fire, Go lightly on your pilgrimage Unburdened by desire. Forget me for a month, a year, But, oh, beloved, think of me When unexpected beauty burns Like sudden sunlight on the sea.
Next 10 Poems
- Sara Teasdale : Off Gibraltar
- Sara Teasdale : Oh Day Of Fire And Sun
- Sara Teasdale : Oh You Are Coming
- Sara Teasdale : Old Tunes
- Sara Teasdale : On A March Day
- Sara Teasdale : On The Death Of Swinburne
- Sara Teasdale : On The Dunes
- Sara Teasdale : On The Tower
- Sara Teasdale : Only In Sleep
- Sara Teasdale : Open Windows
Previous 10 Poems
- Sara Teasdale : November
- Sara Teasdale : Nightfall
- Sara Teasdale : Night Song At Amalfi
- Sara Teasdale : Night In Arizona
- Sara Teasdale : New Year's Dawn-broadway
- Sara Teasdale : New Love And Old
- Sara Teasdale : Naples
- Sara Teasdale : Nahant
- Sara Teasdale : My Heart Is Heavy
- Sara Teasdale : Morning Song
