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1884–1933

The Prayer

Sara Teasdale

My answered prayer came up to me, And in the silence thus spake he: “O you who prayed for me to come, Your greeting is but cold and dumb.”

My heart made answer: “You are fair, But I have prayed too long to care. Why came you not when all was new, And I had died for joy of you.”

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