The Spirit Of Great Joan (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Back of each soldier who fights for France,Aye, back of each woman and manWho toils and prays through these long ...
Back of each soldier who fights for France,Aye, back of each woman and manWho toils and prays through these long ...
Though critics may bow to art, and I am its own true lover,It is not art, but heart, which wins ...
The Truth Teller lifts the curtain,And shows us the people's plight;And everything seems uncertain,And nothing at all looks right.Yet out ...
In England, there are wrongs no doubt,Which should be righted; so men say,Who seek to weed earth's garden out,And give ...
All the world was wearying,All the world was sad;Everything was shadow-filled;Things were going bad.Then a rumour stirred all heartsAs a ...
I saw a mother give wine to her boy—The rain-drops fall and fall:The pride of his parents, a household joy,A ...
I am a river flowing from God's seaThrough devious ways. He mapped my course for me;I cannot change it; mine ...
Of all the blessings which my life has known,I value most, and most praise God for three:Want, Loneliness and Pain, ...
Now is the time when India is gayWith wedding parties; and the radiant throngsSeem like a scattered rainbow taking partIn ...
Here, in the heart of the world,Here, in the noise and the din,Here, where our spirits were hurledTo battle with ...
Oh! we love all the French, and we speak in FrenchAs along through France we go.But the moments to us ...
DEDICATED TO THE MEN AND WOMEN OF FRANCEOur Motherland, dear Motherland,The source of beauty and of Art,Who but thy children ...
Let the dream go. Are there not other dreamsIn vastness of clouds hid from thy sightThat yet shall gild with ...
Three million women without matesIn lonely homes on earth!And Cupid sighs at heaven's gates,Where many a spirit ego waitsIts call ...
There are ghosts in the room.As I sit here alone, from the dark corners thereThey come out of the gloom,And ...
Life is too short for any vain regretting;Let dead delight bury its dead, I say,And let us go upon our ...
Oh! the maidens of France are certainly fine,And I think every fellow will stateThat the "what-you-may-call-it" coiffured wayThey put up ...
Little by little the year grows old,The red leaves drop from the maple boughs;The sun grows dim, and the winds ...
Who travels alone with his eye on the heights,Though he laughs in the daytime, oft weeps through the nights;For courage ...
One bitter time of mourning, I remember,When day, and night, my sad heart did complain,My life, I said, was one ...
You may thrill with the speed of your thoroughbred steed,You may laugh with delight as you ride the ocean,You may ...
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone.For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,But has ...
Use all your hidden forces.Do not miss the purpose of this life,and do not wait for circumstanceto mold or change ...
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, And from the sallow earth to watch it rise, Lifting ...
When I shall meet God's generous dispensers Of all the riches in the heavenly store, Those lesser gods, who act ...
All that I ask, 'says Love, 'is just to stand And gaze, unchided, deep in thy dear eyes; For in ...
She sits beside the window. All who pass Turn once again to gaze on her sweet face. She is so ...
We walk on starry fields of white And do not see the daisies; For blessings common in our sight We ...
The band was playing a waltz-quadrille, I felt as light as a wind-blown feather, As we floated away, at the ...
You left me with the autumn time; When the winter stripped the forest bare, Then dressed it in his spotless ...
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