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 ...
Sitting alone by the window,Watching the moonlit street,Bending my head to listenTo the well-known sound of your feet,I have been ...
The four winds of earth, the North, South, East, and West,Shrieked and groaned, sobbed and wailed, like the soul of ...
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 ...
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" ...
Dost thou not tire, Isaura, of this play?"What play?" Why, this old play of winning hearts!Nay, now, lift not thine ...
The danger of war, with its havoc of life, The danger of ocean, when storms are rife, The danger of ...
In Memory's Mansion are wonderful rooms,And I wander about them at will;And I pause at the casements, where boxes of ...
I am troubled to-night with a curious pain;It is not of the flesh, it is not of the brain,Nor yet ...
Little by little and one by one,Out of the ether, were worlds created;Star and planet and sea and sun,All in ...
The passion you forbade my lips to utterWill not be silenced. You must hear it inThe sullen thunders when they ...
Beside an incubator stoodThe would-be mother of a brood.With drooping wings and nodding head,These are the clucked-out words she said:"O, ...
It is easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows by like a song, But the man worth while is ...
We love but once. The great gold orb of lightFrom dawn to even-tide doth cast his ray;But the full splendor ...
God gave him passions, splendid as the sun,Meant for the lordliest purposes; a partOf nature's full and fertile mother heart,From ...
Long have I searched, Cathedral shrine, and hall,To find a symbol, from the hand of art,That gave the full expression ...
The first flower of the spring is not so fair Or bright, as one the ripe midsummer brings. The first ...
So vast the tide of Love within me surging, It overflows like some stupendous sea, The confines of the Present ...
I must do as you do? Your way I own Is a very good way, and still, There are sometimes ...
Life is a privilege. Its youthful days Shine with the radiance of continuous Mays. To live, to breathe, to wonder ...
A little leaf just in the forest's edge, All summer long, had listened to the wooing Of amorous brids that ...
I think that the bitterest sorrow or pain Of love unrequited, or cold death's woe, Is sweet, compared to that ...
Not quite the same the springtime seems to me, Since that sad season when in separate ways Our paths diverged. ...
Last summer, lazing by the sea, I met a most entrancing creature, Her black eyes quite bewildered me--- She had ...
My soul is like a poor caged bird to-night, Beating its wings against the prison bars, Longing to reach the ...
'Tis time to dress. Dost hear the music surging Like sobbing waves that roll up from the sea? Yes, yes, ...
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