Song At Capri

Sara Teasdale

When beauty grows too great to bear
 How shall I ease me of its ache,
For beauty more than bitterness
 Makes the heart break.

Now while I watch the dreaming sea
 With isles like flowers against her breast,
Only one voice in all the world
 Could give me rest.

Next 10 Poems

• Sara Teasdale : Song Making
• Sara Teasdale : Soul's Birth
• Sara Teasdale : Spirit's House
• Sara Teasdale : Spray
• Sara Teasdale : Spring In War Time
• Sara Teasdale : Spring Night
• Sara Teasdale : Spring Rain
• Sara Teasdale : Spring Torrents
• Sara Teasdale : Stars
• Sara Teasdale : Stresa

Previous 10 Poems

• Sara Teasdale : Song ( You Bound Strong Sandals On My Feet )
• Sara Teasdale : Song ( When Love Comes Singing To His Heart )
• Sara Teasdale : Song ( O Woe Is Me, My Heart Is Sad )
• Sara Teasdale : Snowfall
• Sara Teasdale : Snow Song
• Sara Teasdale : Sleepless
• Sara Teasdale : Since There Is No Escape
• Sara Teasdale : Silence
• Sara Teasdale : September Midnights
• Sara Teasdale : Sea Longing