A Fatal Impress (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
A little leaf just in the forest's edge,All summer long, had listened to the wooingOf amorous brids that flew across ...
A little leaf just in the forest's edge,All summer long, had listened to the wooingOf amorous brids that flew across ...
Sit still, I say, and dispense with heroics!I hurt your wrists? Well, you have hurt me.It is time you found ...
False! Good God, I am dreaming!No, no, it never can be—You who are so true in seeming,You, false to your ...
Alone I climb the steep ascending pathWhich leads to knowledge. In the babbling throngsThat hurry after, shouting to the worldSmall ...
The Radiant Ruler of Mystic RegionsWhere souls of artists are fitted for birth,Gathered together their lovely legionsAnd fashioned a woman ...
Oh many a duel the world has seenThat was bittter with hate, that was red with gore,But I sing of ...
On the white throat of useless passionThat scorched my soul with its burning breathI clutched my hands in murderous fashion,And ...
In Vanity Fair, as we bow and smile,As we talk of the opera after the weather,As we chat of fashion ...
Through rivers of veins on the nameless questThe tide of my life goes hurriedly sweeping,Till it reaches that curious wheel ...
They drift down the hall together;He smiles in her lifted eyes;Like waves of that mighty river,The strains of the "Danube" ...
I am troubled to-night with a curious pain;It is not of the flesh, it is not of the brain,Nor yet ...
We love but once. The great gold orb of lightFrom dawn to even-tide doth cast his ray;But the full splendor ...
cIn the midnight of darkness and terror, When I would grope nearer to God, With my back to a record ...
So vast the tide of Love within me surging, It overflows like some stupendous sea, The confines of the Present ...
Dear love, if you and I could sail away, With snowy pennons to the wind unfurled, Across the waters of ...
A little leaf just in the forest's edge, All summer long, had listened to the wooing Of amorous brids that ...
In the dawn of the day when the sea and the earth Reflected the sunrise above, I set forth with ...
Last summer, lazing by the sea, I met a most entrancing creature, Her black eyes quite bewildered me--- She had ...
Bohemia, o'er thy unatlassed borders How many cross, with half-reluctant feet, And unformed fears of dangers and disorders, To find ...
'Tis time to dress. Dost hear the music surging Like sobbing waves that roll up from the sea? Yes, yes, ...
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