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1884–1933

Enough

Sara Teasdale

It is enough for me by day To walk the same bright earth with him; Enough that over us by night The same great roof of stars is dim.

I do not hope to bind the wind Or set a fetter on the sea — It is enough to feel his love Blow by like music over me.

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