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1884–1933

A PRAYER

Sara Teasdale

UNTIL I lose my soul and lie Blind to the beauty of the earth, Deaf tho’ a lyric wind goes by, Dumb in a storm of mirth;

Until my heart is quenched at length And I have left the land of men, Oh let me love with all my strength Careless if I am loved again.

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