Alone (Teasdale)

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Alone
by Sara Teasdale


I am alone, in spite of love,
     In spite of all I take and give --
In spite of all your tenderness,
     Sometimes I am not glad to live.

I am alone, as though I stood
     On the highest peak of the tired gray world,
About me only swirling snow,
     Above me, endless space unfurled;

With earth hidden and heaven hidden,
     And only my own spirit's pride
To keep me from the peace of those
     Who are not lonely, having died.


This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published before January 1, 1923. It may be copyrighted outside the U.S. (see Help:Public domain).
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