Living
Riddle 92
From At the Sign of the Sphinx (Second Series)
Living
’Tis growing dusk, yet in the gathering gloom
I still can see two faces in the room.
On one face two of my first I can spy,
And on the other twenty I descry.
And of my second, one face shows me none
While I see five upon the other one.
My whole is on one face; but placed with care
Above the other rests on shining hair.
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Codex Note
Answer: IVY
Cite this poem
MLA
Wells, Carolyn. “Riddle 92.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/209/.
Chicago
Wells, Carolyn. “Riddle 92.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/209/.
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