Rivers to the sea / Sara Teasdale [electronic text]

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Rivers to the sea / Sara Teasdale [electronic text]
Author
Teasdale, Sara, 1884-1933
Publication
New York: MacMillan
1915
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"Rivers to the sea / Sara Teasdale [electronic text]." In the digital collection American Verse Project. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/BAC5724.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 5, 2024.

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THE LIGHTED WINDOW

He said: "In the winter dusk When the pavements were gleaming with rain, I walked thru a dingy street Hurried, harassed, Thinking of all my problems that never are solved. Suddenly out of the mist, a flaring gas-jet Shone from a huddled shop. I saw thru the bleary window A mass of playthings: False-faces hung on strings, Valentines, paper and tinsel, Tops of scarlet and green, Candy, marbles, jacks — A confusion of color Pathetically gaudy and cheap. All of my boyhood

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Rushed back. Once more these things were treasures Wildly desired. With covetous eyes I looked again at the marbles, The precious agates, the pee-wees, the chinies — Then I passed on.
In the winter dusk, The pavements were gleaming with rain; There in the lighted window I left my boyhood."
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