Sara Teasdale Sara Teasdale In the Metropolitan Museum
- Inside the tiny Pantheon
- We stood together silently,
- Leaving the restless crowsd awhile,
- As ships find shelter from the sea.
- The ancient centuries came back
- To cover us a moment's space,
- And through the dome the light was glad
- Because it shone upon your face.
- Ah, not from Rome but farther still
- Beyond sun-smitten Salamis,
- The moment took us, till you learned
- To find the present with a kiss.
- Sara Teasdale