A Holiday (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
The Wife The house is like a garden, The children are the flowers, The gardener should come methinks And walk ...
The Wife The house is like a garden, The children are the flowers, The gardener should come methinks And walk ...
Friend of my youth, let us talk of old times; Of the long lost golden hours. When "Winter" meant only ...
Dear love, if you and I could sail away, With snowy pennons to the wind unfurled, Across the waters of ...
Sitting to-day in the sunshine, That touched me with fingers of love, I thought of the manifold blessings God scatters ...
How can I wait until you come to me? The once fleet mornings linger by the way; Their sunny smiles ...
An idle rhyme of the summer time, Sweet, and solemn, and tender; Fair with the haze of the moon's pale ...
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