“If I am peaceful, I shall see
Beauty's face continually;
Feeding on her wine and bread
I shall be wholly comforted,
For she can make one day for me
Rich as my lost eternity.”

—  Sara Teasdale

"The Wind in the Hemlock"
Flame and Shadow (1920)

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American writer and poet 1884–1933

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