by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)

Language: English 
Available translation(s): FRE
Unless I learn to ask no help
     From any other soul but mine,
To seek no strength in waving reeds
     Nor shade beneath a straggling pine;
Unless I learn to look at Grief
     Unshrinking from her tear-blind eyes,
And take from Pleasure fearlessly
     Whatever gifts will make me wise --
Unless I learn these things on earth,
Why was I ever given birth?

Confirmed with Sara Teasdale, Love Songs, New York, The Macmillan Company, 1917, page 49.


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  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Leçons", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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