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    This poem expresses the speaker's love for nature, art, and human connection. It lists things the speaker has loved, including time at sea, flowers, music, poetry, stars, wise people, and finding love in another's eyes. The speaker has loved and been loved deeply, and is now ready to accept death when their spirit grows tired, wanting only darkness and stillness at the end.

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    This poem expresses the speaker's love for nature, art, and human connection. It lists things the speaker has loved, including time at sea, flowers, music, poetry, stars, wise people, and finding love in another's eyes. The speaker has loved and been loved deeply, and is now ready to accept death when their spirit grows tired, wanting only darkness and stillness at the end.

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    I Have Loved Hours at Sea. Teasdasle

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    This poem expresses the speaker's love for nature, art, and human connection. It lists things the speaker has loved, including time at sea, flowers, music, poetry, stars, wise people, and finding love in another's eyes. The speaker has loved and been loved deeply, and is now ready to accept death when their spirit grows tired, wanting only darkness and stillness at the end.

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    "I Have Loved Hours at Sea"

    I have loved hours at sea, gray cities, The fragile secret of a flower, Music, the making of a poem That gave me heaven for an hour; First stars above a snowy hill, Voices of people kindly and wise, And the great look of love, long hidden, Found at last in meeting eyes. I have loved much and been loved deeply -Oh when my spirit's fire burns low, Leave me the darkness and the stillness, I shall be tired and glad to go.

    Sara Teasdale

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