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As dew leaves the cobweb lightly Threaded with stars, Scattering jewels on the fence And the pasture bars; As dawn leaves the dry grass bright And the tangled weeds Bearing a rainbow gem On each of their seeds; So has your love, my lover, Fresh as the dawn, Made me a shining road To travel on, Set every common sight Of tree or stone Delicately alight For me alone.


Sara Teasdale


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In 1933 Sara Teasdale died by suicide overdosing on sleeping pills. In 1918 her poetry collection Love Songs (released 1917) Sara Teasdale won the 1918 Pulitzer Prize for poetry – the first woman to do so – that was sponsored by the Poetry Society of America. In the years 1911 to 1914 Teasdale was courted by several men including poet Vachel Lindsay who was absolutely in love with her but did not feel that he could provide enough money or stability to keep her satisfied.

Louis Missouri and after her marriage in 1914 Sara Teasdale went by the name Sara Teasdale Filsinger. Sara Teasdale (August 8 1884 – January 29 1933) was an American lyrical poet.

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