Deep In The Night

Sara Teasdale

Deep in the night the cry of a swallow,
   Under the stars he flew,
Keen as pain was his call to follow
   Over the world to you.

Love in my heart is a cry forever
   Lost as the swallow’s flight,
Seeking for you and never, never
   Stilled by the stars at night.

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