Edith was born in Crediton, Devon in 1873. Her parents were William Dart, a building contractor, and his wife Charlotte Elizabeth, nee Mead. Edith’s siblings were Catherine E Dart, b. 1858, and Alice M. Dart, b. 1868.
It seems that Edith lived her life in Crediton, Devon and never married. She died in 1924.
“Not Yet” by Edith Dart published in “The English Review” March 1920, page 201
Someday I'll know again, maybe,
All that once made Spring rich for me
Strange sense of beauty's leaping thrill
At the first budding daffodil,
Swift echo of the blackbird's song
Within the heart; the sudden throng
Of bud and flower the whole wood through
As when ... I walked it, once . . . with you.
Surely I shall be glad again
For April meadows after rain,
For hawthorns white along the lea,
Sky bluer than a summer sea.
When years have gone, will earth not show
Once more her treasures 'neath the snow,
Waking my heart with crocus gold
Against the darkness of the mould ?
Shall I rejoice then o'er and o'er
In the great bounty of Earth's store?
Maybe . . someday . . . when I forget.
Not yet, beloved, ah ! not yet !
Edith Dart had a poem published in the WW1 Anthology “For Consolation: poems” Compiled by William Chomel Tuting (Home Words, 1915)
Sources: Catherine W Reilly, “English Poetry of the First World War: A Bibliography” (St. Martin’s Press, New York, 1978) p.p. 30 and 104.
https://books.google.co.uk/books?id=HgUrAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA5&source=gbs_selected_pages&cad=3#v=onepage&q&f=false
“The English Review” March 1920, page 201
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