Recompense (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Straight through my heart this fact to-day, By Truth's own hand is driven: God never takes one thing away, But ...
Straight through my heart this fact to-day, By Truth's own hand is driven: God never takes one thing away, But ...
Let me to-day do something that shall take A little sadness from the world's vast store, And may I be ...
Because of the fullness of what I had, All that I have seems poor and vain. If I had not ...
Beside a crib that holds a baby's stocking, A tattered picture book, a broken toy, A sleeping mother dreams that ...
In the warm yellow smile of the morning, She stands at the lattice pane, And watches the strong young binders ...
Begin each morning with a talk to God, And ask for your divine inheritance Of usefulness, contentment, and success. Resign ...
How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek, And in the pallor that succeeds it; by ...
Love thyself last. Look near, behold thy duty To those who walk beside thee down life's road; Make glad their ...
cIn the midnight of darkness and terror, When I would grope nearer to God, With my back to a record ...
If any line that I ever penned, Or any word I have spoken, Has comforted heart of foe or friend ...
He never made a fortune, or a noise In the world where men are seeking after fame; But he had ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
Ah yes, I love you, and with all my heart; Just as a weaker woman loves her own, Better than ...
I think that the bitterest sorrow or pain Of love unrequited, or cold death's woe, Is sweet, compared to that ...
I love your lips when they're wet with wine And red with a wild desire; I love your eyes when ...
Here, in the heart of the world, Here, in the noise and the din, Here, where our spirits were hurled ...
So vast the tide of Love within me surging, It overflows like some stupendous sea, The confines of the Present ...
On the white throat of useless passion That scorched my soul with its burning breath I clutched my fingers in ...
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 ...
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