Edith Wharton

(24 January 1862 – 11 August 1937 / New York City / United States)

Edith Wharton Poems

41. Mona Lisa 4/20/2010
42. Battle Sleep 4/20/2010
43. Grief 4/20/2010
44. A Grave 4/20/2010
45. An Autumn Sunset 4/20/2010
46. A Meeting 4/20/2010
47. Happiness 4/20/2010
48. Botticelli's Madonna In The Louvre 4/20/2010
49. Belgium 4/20/2010
50. Chartres 1/13/2003
51. A Failure 4/20/2010

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A Failure

(She Speaks.)

I MEANT to be so strong and true!
The world may smile and question, When?
But what I might have been to you
I cannot be to other men.
Just one in twenty to the rest,
And all in all to you alone, -
This was my dream; perchance 'tis best
That this, like other dreams, is flown.

For you I should have been so kind,
So prompt my spirit to control,
To win fresh vigor for my mind,
And purer beauties for my soul;
Beneath your eye I might have grown
To that divine, ideal height,
Which, mating wholly with your own,
Our equal ...

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A Grave

Though life should come
With all its marshalled honours, trump and drum,
To proffer you the captaincy of some
Resounding exploit, that shall fill
Man’s pulses with commemorative thrill,
And be a banner to far battle days
For truths unrisen upon untrod ways,
What would your answer be,
O heart once brave?

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