I have no riches but my thoughts,
Yet these are wealth enough for me;
My thoughts of you are golden coins
Stamped in the mint of memory;
And I must spend them all in song,
For thoughts, as well as gold, must be
Left on the hither side of death
To gain their immortality.
Riches
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: death, memory, song, wealth, gold, golden, gain, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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valentin savin: I liked this poem and translated it into Russian
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Сара Тисдейл
Богатство
Богатства кроме мыслей нет,
Но их вполне хватает мне;
Они из золотых монет,
Отлитых в память о тебе.
На песни их потрачу я,
Ведь мысли, золото должны,
Покинув тщетность бытия,
В бессмертьи быть сохранены.
Riches
by Sara Teasdale
I have no riches but my thoughts,
Yet these are wealth enough for me;
My thoughts of you are golden coins
Stamped in the mint of memory;
And I must spend them all in song,
For thoughts, as well as gold, must be
Left on the hither side of death
To gain their immortality.
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