It Might Have Been (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
We will be what we could be. Do not say,'It might have been, had not this, or that, or this.'No ...
Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems on Fate & Destiny (46 Poems)
Custer: Book Second (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
IOh, for the power to call to aid, of mineOwn humble Muse, the famed and sacred nine.Then might she fitly ...
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 ...
The Suicide (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Last was the wealth I carried in life's pack—Youth, health, ambition, hope and trust but TimeAnd Fate, those robbers fit ...
A Fable (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Some cawing Crows, a hooting Owl,A Hawk, a Canary, an old Marsh-Fowl,One day all meet togetherTo hold a caucus and ...
The Island Of Endless Play (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Said Willie to Tom "Let us hie awayTo the wonderful Island of Endless Play.It lies off the border of 'No ...
One Woman’s Memory (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Here is a lock of his soft, dark hair,And here are the letters he wrote to me.And the ring of ...
High Noon. (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Time's finger on the dial of my lifePoints to high noon! and yet the half-spent dayLeaves less than half remaining, ...
Veils (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Veils, everywhere float veils; veils long and black,Framing white faces, oft-times young and fair,But, like a rose touched by untimely ...
The Giddy Girl (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
A giddy young maiden with nimble feet,Heigh-ho! alack and alas!Declared she would far rather dance than eat,And the truth of ...
Time’s Hymn Of Hate (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Oh, boastful, wicked land, that once was beautiful and great,How bitter and how black must be your self-invited fate,While Time ...
Let Us Give Thanks (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
For the courage which comes when we call,While troubles like hailstones fall;For the help that is somehow nigh,In the deepest ...
The Things That Count (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Now, dear, it isn't the bold things,Great deeds of valour and might,That count the most in the summing up of ...
Wishing — Or Fate And I (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Wise men tell me thou, O Fate,Art invincible and great. Well, I own thy prowess; stillDare I flount thee, with ...
The Little Lady Of The Bullock Cart (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Now is the time when India is gayWith wedding parties; and the radiant throngsSeem like a scattered rainbow taking partIn ...
American Boys, Hello! (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Oh! we love all the French, and we speak in FrenchAs along through France we go.But the moments to us ...
The Stevedores (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
We are the army stevedores, lusty and virile and strong,We are given the hardest work of the war, and the ...
The Song Of The Allies (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
We are the Allies of God to-day,And the width of the earth is our right of way.Let no man question ...
Long Ago (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
I loved a maiden, long ago,She held within her hand my fate;And in the ruddy sunset glowWe lingered at the ...
Life’s Lesson Book (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Life is a ponderous lesson-book, and FateThe teacher. When I came to love's fair leafMy teacher turned the page and ...
Let Me Lean Hard (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Let me lean hard upon the Eternal Breast;In all earth's devious ways, I sought for restAnd found it not. I ...
It Might Have Been (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
We will be what we could be. Do not say, "It might have been, had not this, or that, or ...
Will (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, Can circumvent or hinder or control The firm ...
The Tiger (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
In the still jungle of the senses layA tiger soundly sleeping, till one dayA bold young hunter chanced to come ...
Courage (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
There is a courage, a majestic thingThat springs forth from the brow of pain, full-grown,Minerva-like, and dares all dangers known,And ...
Regret (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
There is a haunting phantom called Regret,A shadowy creature robed somewhat like Woe,But fairer in the face, whom all men ...
Unconquered (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
However skilled and strong art thou, my foe,However fierce is thy relentless hateThough firm thy hand, and strong thy aim, ...
Upon The Sand (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
All love that has not friendship for its base,Is like a mansion built upon the sand.Though brave its walls as ...
Attainment (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Use all your hidden forces.Do not miss the purpose of this life,and do not wait for circumstanceto mold or change ...
Passing The Buck (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Whatever the task that comes your way,Just take it as part of your luck.Look it right square in the eyes, ...