Wisdom [It Was A Night Of Early Spring]

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Title:     Wisdom [It Was A Night Of Early Spring]
Author: Sara Teasdale [More Titles by Teasdale]

It was a night of early spring,
The winter-sleep was scarcely broken;
Around us shadows and the wind
Listened for what was never spoken.

Though half a score of years are gone,
Spring comes as sharply now as then--
But if we had it all to do
It would be done the same again.

It was a spring that never came;
But we have lived enough to know
That what we never have, remains;
It is the things we have that go.

[The end]
Sara Teasdale's poem: Wisdom [It Was A Night Of Early Spring]

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