| Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891. | | | | Euryalus | | By Edith Wharton (1862–1937) |
| | | UPWARD we went by fields of asphodel, | |
| Leaving Ortygia’s moat-bound walls below, | |
| By orchards where the wind-flowers’ drifted snow | |
| Lay softly heaped upon the turf’s light swell, | |
| By gardens whence upon the wayside fell | 5 |
| Jasmine and rose in April’s overflow, | |
| Till, winding up Epipolæ’s wide brow, | |
| We reached at last the lonely citadel. | |
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| There, on the ruined rampart climbing high, | |
| We sat and dreamed among the browsing sheep, | 10 |
| Until we heard the trumpet’s startled cry | |
| Waking a clang of arms about the keep, | |
| And seaward saw, with rapt, foreboding eye, | |
| The sails of Athens whiten on the deep. | | | | |
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