Edith Wharton’s Figurines

Edith Wharton's lovely figurines Still speak to me today From their mantelpiece in time Where they wrestle and they play With passions and with prudences Finances and fears Her face - what it's worth to her In the passing of the years See the portrait come to life See the vanity behind 'Cause in the struggle for survival Love is never blind Now Olivia lies under anesthesia Her wit and wonder snuffed In a routine operation Her own beauty not enough Her passions and her prudences Finances and fears Her face - what it's worth to her In the passing of the years See the portrait come to life See the vanity behind 'Cause in the struggle for survival Love is never blind Edith Wharton's lovely figurines Still speak to me today From their mantelpiece in time Where they wrestle and they play We lie under anesthesia Our wit and wonder snuffed In our routine operations Our own beauty not enough