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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD TUNES, by SARA TEASDALE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: As the waves of perfume, heliotrope, rose Last Line: Youth, or perfume or the moon's gold? Alternate Author Name(s): Filsinger, Ernest B., Mrs. | |||
As the waves of perfume, heliotrope, rose, Float in the garden when no wind blows, Come to us, go from us, whence no one knows; So the old tunes float in my mind, And go from me leaving no trace behind, Like fragrance borne on the hush of the wind. But in the instant the airs remain I know the laughter and the pain Of times that will not come again. I try to catch at many a tune Like petals of light fallen from the moon, Broken and bright on a dark lagoon. But they float away -- for who can hold Youth, or perfume or the moon's gold? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IT WILL NOT CHANGE NOW by SARA TEASDALE LIKE BARLEY BENDING by SARA TEASDALE WHEN I AM NOT WITH YOU by SARA TEASDALE I HAVE SEEN THE SPRING' by SARA TEASDALE A LITTLE WHILE by SARA TEASDALE A MINUET OF MOZART'S by SARA TEASDALE |
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