Flame and Shadow/Moonlight

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Flame and Shadow  (1920) 
Sara Teasdale
Moonlight
New York: The Macmillan Company page 80

MOONLIGHT

It will not hurt me when I am old,
 A running tide where moonlight burned
 Will not sting me like silver snakes;
The years will make me sad and cold,
 It is the happy heart that breaks.


The heart asks more than life can give,
 When that is learned, then all is learned;
 The waves break fold on jewelled fold,
But beauty itself is fugitive,
 It will not hurt me when I am old.