Strephon kissed me in the
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at
And never kissed at all.
Strephon’s kiss was lost in
Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes,
Haunts me to this day.
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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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