HumanitiesWeb.org - Sonnets to Duse and other poems (The Meeting) by Sara Teasdale
HumanitiesWeb HumanitiesWeb
WelcomeHistoryLiteratureArtMusicPhilosophyResourcesHelp
Periods Alphabetically Nationality Topics Themes Genres Glossary
pixel

Teasdale
Index
Selected Works
Quotations
Suggested Reading
Chronology
Related Materials

Search

Get Your Degree!

Find schools and get information on the program that’s right for you.

Powered by Campus Explorer

& etc
FEEDBACK

(C)1998-2012
All Rights Reserved.

Site last updated
28 October, 2012
Real Time Analytics

Sonnets to Duse and other poems
The Meeting

by Sara Teasdale

I'm happy, I'm happy,
I saw my love to-day.
He came along the crowded street,
By all the ladies gay,
And oh, he smiled and spoke to me
Before he went his way.


My throat was tight with happiness,
I couldn't say a word,
My heart was beating fast, so fast
I'm sure he must have heard;
And when he passed, I trembled like
A little frightened bird.


I wish I were the flower-girl
Who waits beside the way 
I'd give my flowers all to him
And see him every day;
I wish I were the flower-girl
Who waits beside the way.

Personae

Terms Defined

Referenced Works