Margaret Of Cortona (Edith Wharton Poems)
Fra Paolo, since they say the end is near,And you of all men have the gentlest eyes,Most like our father ...
Edith Wharton Poems on Thought & Thinking (8 Poems)
The Bread Of Angels (Edith Wharton Poems)
AT that lost hour disowned of day and night, The after-birth of midnight, when life's face Turns to the wall ...
Summer Afternoon (Bodiam Castle, Sussex) (Edith Wharton Poems)
THOU couldst not look on me and live: so runs The mortal legend -- thou that couldst not live Nor ...
Moonrise Over Tyringham (Edith Wharton Poems)
Now the high holocaust of hours is done,And all the west empurpled with their death,How swift oblivion drinks the fallen ...
All Saints (Edith Wharton Poems)
All so grave and shining see they comeFrom the blissful ranks of the forgiven,Though so distant wheels the nearest crystal ...
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 ...
Some Busy Hands. (Edith Wharton Poems)
I.SOME busy hands have brought to light, And laid beneath my eye, The dress I wore that afternoon You came ...
The Parting Day (Edith Wharton Poems)
I.SOME busy hands have brought to light,And laid beneath my eye,The dress I wore that afternoonYou came to say good-by.About ...