Conversation (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
We were a baker's dozen in the house—six women and six menBesides myself; and all of us had knownThose benefits ...
We were a baker's dozen in the house—six women and six menBesides myself; and all of us had knownThose benefits ...
In Nature's bright blossoms not always reposesThat strange subtle essence more rare than their bloom,Which lies in the hearts of ...
The Radiant Ruler of Mystic RegionsWhere souls of artists are fitted for birth,Gathered together their lovely legionsAnd fashioned a woman ...
All through the night time, and all through the day time,Dreading the morning and dreading the night,Nearer and nearer we ...
They drift down the hall together;He smiles in her lifted eyes;Like waves of that mighty river,The strains of the "Danube" ...
You remember the hall on the corner?To-night as I walked down streetI heard the sound of music,And the rhythmic beat ...
Now, dear, it isn't the bold things,Great deeds of valour and might,That count the most in the summing up of ...
Though critics may bow to art, and I am its own true lover,It is not art, but heart, which wins ...
Our lives are songs. God writes the words,And we set them to music at pleasure;And the song grows glad, or ...
I, at Eleusis, saw the finest sight,When early morning's banners were unfurled.From high Olympus, gazing on the world,The ancient gods ...
Well, Mabel, 'tis over and ended--- The ball I wrote was to be; And oh! it was perfectly splendid--- If ...
We walk on starry fields of white And do not see the daisies; For blessings common in our sight We ...
You left me with the autumn time; When the winter stripped the forest bare, Then dressed it in his spotless ...
The uses of sorrow I comprehend Better and better at each year's end. Deeper and deeper I seem to see ...
Sitting to-day in the sunshine, That touched me with fingers of love, I thought of the manifold blessings God scatters ...
A maiden sat in teh sunset glow Of the shadowy, beautiful Long Ago, That we see through a mist of ...
Wherever my feet may wander Wherever I chance to be, There comes, with the coming of even' time A vision ...
The band was playing a waltz-quadrille, I felt as light as a wind-blown feather, As we floated away, at the ...
I hold it the duty of one who is gifted And specially dowered I all men's sight, To know no ...
'Tis time to dress. Dost hear the music surging Like sobbing waves that roll up from the sea? Yes, yes, ...
One moment alone in the garden, Under the August skies; The moon had gone but the stars shone on, - ...
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