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 ...
In his great cushioned chair by the fenderAn old man sits dreaming to-night,His withered hands, licked by the tender,Warm rays ...
The harsh King—Winter—sat upon the hills, And reigned and ruled the earth right royally. He locked the rivers, ...
Three Souls there were that reached the Heavenly Gate,And gained permission of the Guard to wait.Barred from the bliss of ...
I saw them sitting in the shade;The long green vines hung over,But could not hide the gold-haired maidAnd Earl, my ...
ISaid Life to Death: "Methinks, if I were you, I would not carry such an awesome face To terrify the ...
Dying? I am not dying. Are you mad?You think I need to ask for heavenly grace?I think you are a ...
She's the jauntiest of creatures, she's the daintiest of misses,With her pretty patent leathers or her alligator ties,With her eyes ...
Well, how has it been with you since we metThat last strange time of a hundred times?When we met to ...
I heard such a curious storyOf Santa Claus. Once, so they say,He set out to find what people were kind,Before ...
On the white throat of useless passionThat scorched my soul with its burning breathI clutched my hands in murderous fashion,And ...
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.And etched ...
Adieu, Romauld! But thou canst not forget me.Although no more I haunt thy dreams at night,Thy hungering heart forever must ...
In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek,And in the pallor that succeeds it; byThe quivering lid of an averted ...
Don't drink, boys, don't!There is nothing of happiness, pleasure, or cheer,In brandy, in whiskey, in rum, ale, or beer.If they ...
All that I ask, says Love, "is just to standAnd gaze, unchided, deep in thy dear eyes;For in their depths ...
The year outgrows the spring it thought so sweet,And clasps the summer with a new delight,Yet wearied, leaves her languors ...
To J. J. H., Of KentuckyGathering brands from the burning,Plucking them out of the fire,Lifting the sheep that have wandered,Out ...
There are two kinds of people on earth to-day; Just two kinds of people, no more, I say.Not the sinner ...
Who thinks how desolate and strangeTo me must seem the autumn's change,When housed in attic or in chest,A lonely and ...
Talk happiness. The world is sad enoughWithout your woes. No path is wholly rough;Look for the places that are smooth ...
Do you wish the world were better?Let me tell you what to do.Set a watch upon your actions,Keep them always ...
Who knows the way to wonderland?Oh, I know, Oh, I know!Trotty-te-trot on mama's knee,Then over the billows of sleepy sea,Down ...
Use all your hidden forces.Do not miss the purpose of this life,and do not wait for circumstanceto mold or change ...
Do you wish the World were better? Let me tell you what to do: Set a watch upon your actions, ...
We walk on starry fields of white And do not see the daisies; For blessings common in our sight We ...
Though with gods the world is cumbered, Gods unnamed, and gods unnumbered, Never god was known to be Who had ...
Life is a privilege. Its youthful days Shine with the radiance of continuous Mays. To live, to breathe, to wonder ...
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago. ...
When the soft sweet wind o' the south went by, I dwelt in the light of a dark brown eye; ...
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