Sara Teasdale

Of my own spirit let me be in sole though feeble mastery.

Of my own spirit let me be in sole though feeble mastery.

Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways read more

Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways and sings, and children's faces looking up, holding wonder like a cup.

I shall make the most of all that comes: And the least of all that goes

I shall make the most of all that comes: And the least of all that goes

It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise

It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise

I have no riches but my thoughts. Yet these are wealth enough for me.

I have no riches but my thoughts. Yet these are wealth enough for me.