Off Algiers — Summary

Oh give me neither love nor tears, Nor dreams that sear the night with fire, Go lightly on your pilgrimage Unburdened by desire.

Forget me for a month, a year, But, oh, beloved, think of me When unexpected beauty burns Like sudden sunlight on the sea.

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Sara Teasdale’s short lyric is a gentle act of letting go. The speaker asks a beloved not to burden her—or himself—with love, tears, or intense dreams. Instead of clinging, she urges him to travel lightly, free from desire. That sounds almost cold, but the second stanza softens it. She can accept being forgotten for a month or even a year, yet she wants to be remembered in a particular way: when sudden, unexpected beauty appears, like sunlight flashing on the sea. So the poem is not truly about indifference. It is about preferring a fleeting, luminous memory to a heavy emotional tie. The mood is wistful and restrained—sad but calm, like someone choosing distance because it feels cleaner than passion. The sea setting, hinted at in the title and the final image, reinforces that mixture of openness, brightness, and loneliness.

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