by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)

Ruins of Paestum
Language: English 
On lowlands where the temples lie
    The marsh-grass mingles with the flowers, 
Only the little songs of birds
    Link the unbroken hours.

So in the end, above my heart
    Once like the city wild and gay, 
The slow white stars will pass by night,
    The swift brown birds by day.

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This text was added to the website: 2004-12-29
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Word count: 50