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SERVITORS by SARA TEASDALE

Poet Analysis

First Line: I SHALL NOT LET A SORROW DIE
Last Line: EQUAL SERVITORS TO ME.
Subject(s): HOUSEHOLD EMPLOYEES; SERVANTS; DOMESTICS; MAIDS;
I shall not let a sorrow die
Until I find the heart of it,
Nor let a wordless joy go by
Until it talks with me a bit;
And the ache my body knows
Shall teach me more than to another,
I shall look deep at mire and rose
Until each one becomes my brother.

Of my spirit and my flesh
I shall net myself a mesh,
Drawing the web both close and fine
To snare all things therein, until
They yield their secret to my will;
And if a proud high heart is mine,
Good luck and ill luck both will be
Equal servitors to me.



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