Author Frederick Adam Wright Four are the Graces: three we knowAnd Berenicë here below.See how she holds their linkèd hands,And wet with perfume by them stands.Without her now who shines afar?Not e'en the Graces graces are. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments