Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917.
Helen Hay Whitney
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Hold the tall candle by your door;
Too often have I watched to see
Your lagging steps come home to me.
They came perfumed with ambergris,
With amethystine robes, and hair
Curled by the kisses of salt air.
Holding your light as love demands;
They sang the lure of poppied sleep,
Their lips were warm, their eyes were deep.
Must seek another resting place;
Win me and hold me now who can—
The Tyrian trader was a man.