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 ...
You do but jest, sir, and you jest not well,How could the hand be enemy of the arm, Or seed ...
It may be you've seen her eyes,Dark and deep like midnight skies;You mayhap have seen them flashUnderneath the drooping lash,And ...
They drift down the hall together;He smiles in her lifted eyes;Like waves of that mighty river,The strains of the "Danube" ...
Here, in the heart of the world,Here, in the noise and the din,Here, where our spirits were hurledTo battle with ...
Show me the way that leads to the true life.I do not care what tempests may assail me,I shall be ...
All perfect things are saddening in effect.The autumn wood robed in its scarlet clothes,The matchless tinting on the royal roseWhose ...
Love thyself last. Look near, behold thy duty To those who walk beside thee down life's road; Make glad their ...
Here, in the heart of the world, Here, in the noise and the din, Here, where our spirits were hurled ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories