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 ...
There was a sound in the wind to-day,Like a joyous cymbal ringing!And the leaves of the trees talked with the ...
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 ...
A CURIOUS vision, on mine eyes unfurledIn the deep night. I saw, or seemed to see,Two Centuries meet, and sit ...
Last was the wealth I carried in life's pack—Youth, health, ambition, hope and trust but TimeAnd Fate, those robbers fit ...
Into the world's most high and holy placesMen carry selfishness, and graft and greed.The air is rent with warring of ...
Three Souls there were that reached the Heavenly Gate,And gained permission of the Guard to wait.Barred from the bliss of ...
False! Good God, I am dreaming!No, no, it never can be—You who are so true in seeming,You, false to your ...
In every part of the thrifty town,Whether my course be up or down,In lane, and alley, and avenue,Painted in yellow, ...
There are not many sins when once we sift them.In actions of evolving human soulsStriving to reach high goalsAnd falling ...
What are these nameless mysteries,These subtleties of life and death,That bring before our spirit eyesThe loved and lost; or, like ...
Time's finger on the dial of my lifePoints to high noon! and yet the half-spent dayLeaves less than half remaining, ...
The New Year dawns again upon the earth,And all our land re-echoes with its mirth.From east to west, from north ...
She waited in a rose-hued room;A wanton-hearted creature she,But beautiful and bright to seeAs some great orchid just in bloom.Upon ...
On the white throat of useless passionThat scorched my soul with its burning breathI clutched my hands in murderous fashion,And ...
The bold young Autumn came riding alongOne day where an elm-tree grew."You are fair," he said, as she bent down ...
There was a kingdom known as the Mind,A kingdom vast as fair,And the brave king, Brain, had the right to ...
I will paint you a sign, rumseller,And hang it above your door;A truer and better signboardThan ever you had before.I ...
Woman, sitting at your ease,In the midst of luxuries,Bound by chains of selfishness,With no aim but "how to dress,"Does the ...
Ho! for the day in the whole year the brightest!Long may it live in the heart of the nation!Long may ...
Thou dost not know it! but to hearOne word of praise from thee,There is no pain I would not bear,No ...
Oh! when I think in what a thorny wayThe feet of men must ever walk and stray,I do not wonder ...
Hollow a grave where the willows wave,And lay him under the grasses,Where the pitying breeze bloweth up from the seas,And ...
This is the song for a soldierTo sing as he rides from homeTo the fields afar where the battles areOr ...
The subtle beauty of this day Hangs o'er me like a fairy spell, And care and grief have ...
Here, in the heart of the world,Here, in the noise and the din,Here, where our spirits were hurledTo battle with ...
It is easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows by like a song, But the man worth while is ...
Were I man grown, I'd standWith clean heart, soul, and hand,An honor to this land.I would be good and true.I ...
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