Custer: Book Third (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
IAs in the long dead days marauding hostsOf Indians came from far Siberian coasts,And drove the peaceful Aztecs from their ...
IAs in the long dead days marauding hostsOf Indians came from far Siberian coasts,And drove the peaceful Aztecs from their ...
A mother kneels by the cradle,Where her little infant lies,And she sees the ghastly shadowsCreeping around his eyes.And she clasps ...
False! Good God, I am dreaming!No, no, it never can be—You who are so true in seeming,You, false to your ...
"Black sheep, black sheep, have you any wool?""Yes, sir—yes, sir: three bags full.""I don't want any New Thought," said he,"Or ...
I have been down in the darkest water—Deep, deep down where no light could pierce;Alone with the things that are ...
Veils, everywhere float veils; veils long and black,Framing white faces, oft-times young and fair,But, like a rose touched by untimely ...
In Vanity Fair, as we bow and smile,As we talk of the opera after the weather,As we chat of fashion ...
There was a kingdom known as the Mind,A kingdom vast as fair,And the brave king, Brain, had the right to ...
In the journey of life, as we travel alongTo the mystical goal that is hidden from sight,You may stumble at ...
Adieu, Romauld! But thou canst not forget me.Although no more I haunt thy dreams at night,Thy hungering heart forever must ...
IWe cannot choose our sorrows. One there wasWho, reverent of soul, and strong with trust,Cried, 'God, though Thou shouldst bow ...
Like some school master, kind in being stern,Who hears the children crying o'er their slatesAnd calling, "Help me master!" yet ...
Immortal life is something to be earned,By slow, self-conquest, comradeship with pain,And patient seeking after higher truths.We cannot follow our ...
I am singing a song to the boys to-day,A song of the home that is far away.And I know that ...
Now, dear, it isn't the bold things,Great deeds of valour and might,That count the most in the summing up of ...
Back of each soldier who fights for France,Aye, back of each woman and manWho toils and prays through these long ...
Be not dismayed, be not dismayed when deathSets its white seal upon some worshipped face.Poor human nature for a little ...
Oh hush, little baby, thy papa's at sea;The big billows rock him as mamma rocks thee.He hastes to his dear ...
Though critics may bow to art, and I am its own true lover,It is not art, but heart, which wins ...
Of all the blessings which my life has known,I value most, and most praise God for three:Want, Loneliness and Pain, ...
Time flies. The swift hours hurry byAnd speed us on to untried ways;New seasons ripen, perish, die,And yet love stays.The ...
The times are not degenerate. Man's faithMounts higher than of old. No crumbling creedCan take from the immortal soul the ...
All roads that lead to God are good. What matters it, your faith, or mine? Both centre at the goal ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
Hers was a lonely, shadowed lot; Or so the unperceiving thought, Who looked no deeper than her face, Devoid of ...
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