Love
Ashes of Roses
From An American Anthology (1900)
Love
Soft on the sunset sky
Bright daylight closes,
Leaving, when light doth die,
Pale hues that mingling lie, —
Ashes of roses.
When love's warm sun is set,
Love's brightness closes;
Eyes with hot tears are wet,
In hearts there linger yet
Ashes of roses.
Cite this poem
MLA
Eastman, Elaine Goodale. “Ashes of Roses.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/eastman_eg/1/.
Chicago
Eastman, Elaine Goodale. “Ashes of Roses.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/eastman_eg/1/.
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