Love
But Not to Me
From Love Songs
Love
The April night is still and sweet
With flowers on every tree;
Peace comes to them on quiet feet,
But not to me.
My peace is hidden in his breast
Where I shall never be;
Love comes to-night to all the rest,
But not to me.
Cite this poem
MLA
Teasdale, Sara. “But Not to Me.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/96/.
Chicago
Teasdale, Sara. “But Not to Me.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/96/.
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