Love

When Love Was Born

by Sara Teasdale 1884–1933

From Helen of Troy and Other Poems (1911)

Love

When Love was born I think he lay
Right warm on Venus' breast,
And whiles he smiled and whiles would play
And whiles would take his rest.

But always, folded out of sight,
The wings were growing strong
That were to bear him off in flight
Erelong, erelong.

MLA

Teasdale, Sara. “When Love Was Born.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/151/.

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