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AFTER LOVE by SARA TEASDALE

Poet Analysis

First Line: THERE IS NO MAGIC ANYMORE
Last Line: FOR ALL ITS PEACE.
Subject(s): LOVE - LOSS OF;
There is no magic any more,
We meet as other people do,
You work no miracle for me
Nor I for you.

You were the wind and I the sea --
There is no splendor any more,
I have grown listless as the pool
Beside the shore.

But though the pool is safe from storm
And from the tide has found surcease,
It grows more bitter than the sea,
For all its peace.






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