Blind Sorrow (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
One bitter time of mourning, I remember,When day, and night, my sad heart did complain,My life, I said, was one ...
One bitter time of mourning, I remember,When day, and night, my sad heart did complain,My life, I said, was one ...
AIR—"O SUSANNAH!"Ye soldiers in the temperance cause,Our work is but begun.Oh! sit not down in idlenessAnd think the field is ...
Talk happiness. The world is sad enoughWithout your woes. No path is wholly rough;Look for the places that are smooth ...
The times are not degenerate. Man's faithMounts higher than of old. No crumbling creedCan take from the immortal soul the ...
Whoever was begotten by pure love,And came desired and welcome into life,Is of immaculate conception. HeWhose heart is full of ...
He said he loved me! Then he called my hairSilk threads wherewith sly Cupid strings his bow,My cheek a rose ...
As we journey along, with a laugh and a song,We see, on youth's flower-decked slope,Like a beacon of light, shining ...
The hurry of the times affects us soIn this swift rushing hour, we crowd and pressAnd thrust each other backward ...
Methinks ofttimes my heart is like some beeThat goes forth through the summer day and sings,And gathers honey from all ...
The Day has never understood the Gloaming or the Night;Though sired by one Creative Power, and nursed at Nature's breast;The ...
God gave him passions, splendid as the sun,Meant for the lordliest purposes; a partOf nature's full and fertile mother heart,From ...
Oh life is wonderful,' she said,'And all my world is bright;Can Paradise show fairer skies,Or more effulgent light?'(Speak lower, lower, ...
Long have I searched, Cathedral shrine, and hall,To find a symbol, from the hand of art,That gave the full expression ...
The impulse of all love is to create.God was so full of love, in his embraceHe clasped the empty nothingness ...
I held the golden vessel of my soulAnd prayed that God would fill it from on high.Day after day the ...
Why do we grudge our sweets so to the livingWho, God knows, find at best too much of gall,And then ...
I strolled last eve across the lonely down;One solitary picture struck my eye:A distant ploughboy stood against the sky-How far ...
God, may Thy loving Spirit work,In heart of Russian, and of Turk,Until throughout each clime and land,Armenian and Jew may ...
The flowers have tender little soulsThat love, rejoice, aspire.Each star that on its orbit rollsFeels infinite desire.The diamond longs to ...
God, what a world, if men in street and mart,Felt that same kinship of the human heart,Which makes them, in ...
So many gods, so many creeds,So many paths that wind and wind,While just the art of being kind,Is all the ...
The longer I live and the more I see Of the struggle of souls towards the heights above, The stronger ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
Upon the white cheek of the Cherub Year I saw a tear. Alas! I murmured, that the Year should borrow ...
The day will dawn when one of us shall hearken In vain to hear a voice that has grown dumb. ...
Whatever is a cruel wrong, Whatever is unjust, The honest years that speed along Will trample in the dust. In ...
Whenever I am prone to doubt or wonder - I check myself, and say, 'That mighty One Who made the ...
My heart is like a little bird That sits and sings for very gladness. Sorrow is some forgotten word, And ...
If I should die, to-day, To-morrow, maybe, the world would see Would waken from sleep, and say, "Why here was ...
I'm pardoned out. Again the stars Shine on me with their myriad eyes. So long I've peered 'twixt iron bars, ...
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