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(Classics to read in English _ Poetry by Edith Wharton)
Edith Wharton is known for her novels and short stories, but she also wrote her poems. Here are some of her passages.

"All beauty comes from beautiful blood and beautiful brains." - "From Artemis to Actaeon"

"Neither the world nor the world loved me; let us divide sweet enemies, though I did not find them, given mercifully in a world where words become things, hopes undeceitful, and many are not. ." - From

"The stars are the golden moments of the dark night, and the moon is the silver sail on the great ship of time." - from "Twilight Song"

"There are moments, even in the eyes of cold reason, when our sad world of mankind must assume the aspect of hell." - from "House of Joy"

¡°Happiness is not a treasured possession, but a quality of thought, a state of mind.¡± - from "The Leaf"

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CONTENTS

Sonnets.
Spring Song.
Prophecies of Summer.
Song.
Heaven.
¡°Maiden, Arise.¡±
Spring.
May Marian.
Opportunities.
¡°The Last Token.¡±
Raffaelle to the Fornarina.
Chriemhild of Burgundy.
Some Woman to Some Man.
Lines on Chaucer.
What We Shall Say Fifty Years Hence, OF OUR FANCY-DRESS QUADRILLE.
Nothing More.
June and December.
October.
A Woman I Know.
Daisies.
Impromptu.
Notre Dame des Fleurs.
Translations from the German.
Longing.