Sara Teasdale (August 8, 1884 - January 29, 1933), was an American lyrical poet

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Beauty, more than bitterness Makes the heart break.
Can I ever know you Or you know me
Can I ever know you Or you know me?
I have no riches but my thoughts. Yet these are wealth enough for me.
I make the most of all that comes, And the least of all that goes.
I make the most of all that comes, And the least of all that goes.
Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings And children's faces looking up Holding wonder like a cup.
No one worth possessing Can be quite possessed.
No one worth possessing Can be quite possessed.
When I can look life in the eyes, grown calm and very coldly wise, life will have given me the truth, and taken in exchange -- my youth.

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