by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)

The river
Language: English 
I came from the sunny valleys
      And sought for the open sea,
For I thought in its gray expanses
      My peace would come to me.

I came at last to the ocean
      And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the windless valleys,
      "Be kind and take me back!"

But the thirsty tide ran inland,
      And the salt waves drank of me,
And I who was fresh as the rainfall
      Am bitter as the sea.


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This text was added to the website: 2008-06-04
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