Botticelli’s Madonna in the Louvre (Edith Wharton Poems)
WHAT strange presentiment, O Mother, liesOn thy waste brow and sadly-folded lips,Forefeeling the Light's terrible eclipseOn Calvary, as if love ...
Edith Wharton Poems on Sadness (9 Poems)
Pomegranate Seed (Edith Wharton Poems)
DEMETER PERSEPHONE HECATE HERMES In the vale of Elusis DEMETERHail, goddess, from the midmost caverned vale Of Samothracia, where with ...
The Mortal Lease (Edith Wharton Poems)
IBecause the currents of our love are pouredThrough the slow welter of the primal floodFrom some blind source of monster-haunted ...
A Grave (Edith Wharton Poems)
Though life should comeWith all its marshalled honours, trump and drum,To proffer you the captaincy of someResounding exploit, that shall ...
Experience (Edith Wharton Poems)
I.LIKE Crusoe with the bootless gold we standUpon the desert verge of death, and say:"What shall avail the woes of ...
Patience (Edith Wharton Poems)
PATIENCE and I have traveled hand in hand So many days that I have grown to trace The lines of ...
Botticelli’s (Edith Wharton Poems)
WHAT strange presentiment, O Mother, liesOn thy waste brow and sadly-folded lips,Forefeeling the Light's terrible eclipseOn Calvary, as if love ...
Happiness (Edith Wharton Poems)
THIS perfect love can find no words to say.What words are left, still sacred for our use,That have not suffered ...
Chartres (Edith Wharton Poems)
I Immense, august, like some Titanic bloom, The mighty choir unfolds its lithic core, Petalled with panes of azure, gules ...