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Child, child, love while you
The voice and the eyes and the soul of a man;
Never fear though it break your heart —Out of the wound new joy will start;
Only love proudly and gladly and well,
Though love be heaven or love be hell.
Child, child, love while you may,
For life is short as a happy day;
Never fear the thing you feel —Only by love is life made real;
Love, for the deadly sins are seven,
Only through love will you enter heaven.
Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale (August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933) was an American lyric poet. She was born Sarah Trevor Teasdale in St. Louis, Missouri, and use
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