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ASHES OF ROSES
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.
From: Stevenson, Burton Egbert.
The Home Book of Verse.
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
Citing poems from these pages:
| Author. "Poem Title." Women's History: Poems by Women. Jone Johnson Lewis, editor. URL: (date of logon) |
