Meg’s Curse (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
The sun rode high in a cloudless skyOf a perfect summer morn.She stood and gazed out into the street,And wondered ...
The sun rode high in a cloudless skyOf a perfect summer morn.She stood and gazed out into the street,And wondered ...
In Nature's bright blossoms not always reposesThat strange subtle essence more rare than their bloom,Which lies in the hearts of ...
Here is a lock of his soft, dark hair,And here are the letters he wrote to me.And the ring of ...
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.And etched ...
Sometimes when I have dropped asleep, Draped in soft luxurious gloom, Across my drowsy mind will creep ...
In Memory's Mansion are wonderful rooms,And I wander about them at will;And I pause at the casements, where boxes of ...
I shall not forget you. The years may be tender,But vain are their efforts to soften my smart;And the strong ...
Here now forevermore our lives must part.My path leads there, and yours another way.What shall we do with this fond ...
The saddest hour of anguish and of lossIs not that season of supreme despairWhen we can find no least light ...
The day will dawn when one of us shall hearken In vain to hear a voice that has grown dumb. ...
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago. ...
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