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 ...
And now, when poets are singing Their songs of olden days, And now, when the land is ringing With sweet ...
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 ...
The gate was thrown open, I rode out alone,More proud than a monarch who sits on a throne.I am but ...
The sun rode high in a cloudless skyOf a perfect summer morn.She stood and gazed out into the street,And wondered ...
Sitting alone by the window,Watching the moonlit street,Bending my head to listenTo the well-known sound of your feet,I have been ...
Flowers of France in the Spring,Your growth is a beautiful thing;But give us your fragrance and bloom,Yea, give us your ...
The four winds of earth, the North, South, East, and West,Shrieked and groaned, sobbed and wailed, like the soul of ...
In the fair morning of his life, When his pure heart lay in his breast, Panting, ...
ISir Knight of the world's oldest order,Sir Knight of the Army of God,You have crossed the strange mystical border,The ground ...
All through the Castle of High-bred Ease,Where the chief employment was do-as-you-please,Spread consternation and wild despair.The queen was wringing her ...
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 ...
There's a terrible steed that rests not night nor day,But onward and onward, for ever away,Through hamlet, through village, through ...
In Nature's bright blossoms not always reposesThat strange subtle essence more rare than their bloom,Which lies in the hearts of ...
There are not many sins when once we sift them.In actions of evolving human soulsStriving to reach high goalsAnd falling ...
IWho has not felt his heart leap up, and glowWhat time the tulips first begin to blow,Has one sweet joy, ...
I have been down in the darkest water—Deep, deep down where no light could pierce;Alone with the things that are ...
So thou hast the art, good dame, thou swearest,To keep Time's perishing touch at bayFrom the roseate splendor of the ...
Two harvesters walked through the rows of corn,Down to the ripe wheat fields, one morn.Both were fair, in the flush ...
In Vanity Fair, as we bow and smile,As we talk of the opera after the weather,As we chat of fashion ...
There is grief in the cup!I saw a proud mother set wine on the board;The eyes of her son sparkled ...
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 ...
In the journey of life, as we travel alongTo the mystical goal that is hidden from sight,You may stumble at ...
All through the night time, and all through the day time,Dreading the morning and dreading the night,Nearer and nearer we ...
You remember the hall on the corner?To-night as I walked down streetI heard the sound of music,And the rhythmic beat ...
In a mansion grand, just over the way,Lives bonny, beautiful Dell;You may have heard of this lady gay,For she is ...
They tell me new methods now govern the Muses,The modes of expression have changed with the times;That low is the ...
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