by kendrive
@ 2007-06-29 - 08:39:40
Here is Sara Teasdale struggling again with an old dilemma.
NEW LOVE AND OLD
In my heart the old love
Struggled with the new;
It was ghostly waking
All night thru.
Dear things, kind things,
That my old love said,
Ranged themselves reproachfully
Round my bed.
But I could not heed them,
For I seemed to see
The eyes of my new love
Fixed on me.
Old love, old love,
How can I be true?
Shall I be faithless to myself
Or to you?
Sara Teasdale
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