The Mystery — Summary

Sara TeasdaleContemplative

Your eyes drink of me, Love makes them shine, Your eyes that lean So close to mine.

We have long been lovers, We know the range Of each other's moods And how they change;

But when we look At each other so Then we feel How little we know;

The spirit eludes us, Timid and free-- Can I ever know you Or you know me?

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Sara Teasdale’s short lyric begins with a close, almost hypnotic gaze: the beloved’s eyes shine with love and lean toward the speaker. That look seems full of affection, yet it also opens a door. The speaker reflects that after a long relationship, the two know each other’s moods and how they change. But in such moments of deep eye contact, that confidence falls away. They feel suddenly how little they know. The poem puts into words a familiar experience in love: you can know someone’s habits, preferences, and rhythms, and still feel the person slip beyond your understanding. Each self remains “timid and free,” too alive to be fully captured. The closing questions—“Can I ever know you / Or you know me?”—are not bitter; they sound wondering, tender, and a little awed. The mood is intimate, quiet, and charged with a mystery that sits right at the center of closeness.

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