Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE ROSE, by SARA TEASDALE

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THE ROSE, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Beneath my chamber window
Last Line: Beside a laughing boy.
Alternate Author Name(s): Filsinger, Ernest B., Mrs.
Subject(s): Courtship

BENEATH my chamber window
Pierrot was singing, singing;
I heard his lute the whole night thru
Until the east was red.
Alas, alas, Pierrot,
I had no rose for flinging
Save one that drank my tears for dew
Before its leaves were dead.

I found it in the darkness,
I kissed it once and threw it,
The petals scattered over him,
His song was turned to joy;
And he will never know--
Alas, the one who knew it!--
The rose was plucked when dusk was dim
Beside a laughing boy.

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