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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON THE SUSSEX DOWNS, by SARA TEASDALE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Over the downs there were birds flying Last Line: It was myself that sang in me. Alternate Author Name(s): Filsinger, Ernest B., Mrs. Variant Title(s): On The South Downs | |||
Over the downs there were birds flying, Far off glittered the sea, And toward the north the weald of Sussex Lay like a kingdom under me. I was happier than the larks That nest on the downs and sing to the sky -- Over the downs the birds flying Were not so happy as I. It was not you, though you were near, Though you were good to hear and see, It was not earth, it was not heaven, It was myself that sang in me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A LITTLE WHILE by SARA TEASDALE A MINUET OF MOZART'S by SARA TEASDALE A WINTER BLUEJAY by SARA TEASDALE |
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