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THE TREASURE by SARA TEASDALE

Poet Analysis

First Line: WHEN THEY SEE MY SONG
Last Line: Where the wind is cold
Subject(s): LOVE;
When they see my songs
They will sigh and say,
Poor soul, wistful soul,
Lonely night and day."

They will never know
All your love for me
Surer than the spring,
Stronger than the sea;

Hidden out of sight
Like a miser's gold
In forsaken fields
Where the wind is cold.



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