Edith Wharton Tag

The Parting Day by Edit Wharton   I. SOME busy hands have brought to light, And laid beneath my eye, The dress I wore that afternoon You came to say good-by.   About it still there seems to cling Some fragrance unexpressed, The ghostly odor of the rose I wore upon my breast;   And, subtler than all flower-scent, The...

17 September, 2022 /