“When I have ceased to break my wings
Against the faultiness of things,
And learned that compromises wait
Behind each hardly opened gate,
When I can look Life in the eyes,
Grown calm and very coldly wise,
Life will have given me the Truth,
And taken in exchange -- my youth.”
- Sara Teasdale, born 8 August 1884.
American lyrical poet whose poetry collection Love Songs (1917) won the
1918 Pulitzer Prize for poetry, making her the first woman to do so.
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