Sara Teasedale: New Love and Old
Updated September 23, 2019 |
Infoplease Staff
In my heart the old love
Struggled with the new;
It was ghostly waking
All night thru.
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.
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.
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?
How can I be true?
Shall I be faithless to myself
Or to you?
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