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 ...
WHAT strange presentiment, O Mother, liesOn thy waste brow and sadly-folded lips,Forefeeling the Light's terrible eclipseOn Calvary, as if love ...
Ogrin the Hermit in old age set forth This tale to them that sought him in the extreme Ancient grey ...
I.LIKE Crusoe with the bootless gold we standUpon the desert verge of death, and say:"What shall avail the woes of ...
Age after age the fruit of knowledge fallsTo ashes on men's lips;Love fails, faith sickens, like a dying treeLife sheds ...
PATIENCE and I have traveled hand in hand So many days that I have grown to trace The lines of ...
HE is dead that was alive. How shall friendship understand? Lavish heart and tireless hand Bidden not to give or ...
WHAT strange presentiment, O Mother, liesOn thy waste brow and sadly-folded lips,Forefeeling the Light's terrible eclipseOn Calvary, as if love ...
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