Friendship After Love (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze Has burned itself to ashes, and expires In the intensity of its own fires, ...
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze Has burned itself to ashes, and expires In the intensity of its own fires, ...
I prayed for riches, and achieved success; All that I touched turned into gold. Alas! My cares were greater and ...
As when the old moon lighted by the tender And radiant crescent of the new is seen, And for a ...
I want more lives in which to love This world so full of beauty, I want more days to use ...
I love your lips when they're wet with wine And red with a wild desire; I love your eyes when ...
It I may not reach the heights I seek, My untried strength may fail me; Or, halfway up the mountain ...
Love thyself last. Look near, behold thy duty To those who walk beside thee down life's road; Make glad their ...
The band was playing a waltz-quadrille, I felt as light as a wind-blown feather, As we floated away, at the ...
Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it. Cast sweets into its cup whene'er you can. No heart so ...
You left me with the autumn time; When the winter stripped the forest bare, Then dressed it in his spotless ...
How can I wait until you come to me? The once fleet mornings linger by the way; Their sunny smiles ...
When your love begins to wane, Spare me from the cruel pain Of all speech that tells me so - ...
The first flower of the spring is not so fair Or bright, as one the ripe midsummer brings. The first ...
You are the moon, dear love, and I the sea: The tide of hope swells high within my breast, And ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
In the long run fame finds the deserving man. The lucky wight may prosper for a day, But in good ...
So vast the tide of Love within me surging, It overflows like some stupendous sea, The confines of the Present ...
The uses of sorrow I comprehend Better and better at each year's end. Deeper and deeper I seem to see ...
It seemeth such a little way to me Across to that strange country - the Beyond; And yet, not strange, ...
Out from my window westward I turn full oft my face; But the mountains rebuke the vision That would encompass ...
We two were lovers, the Sea and I; We plighted our troth 'neath a summer sky. And all through the ...
Though with gods the world is cumbered, Gods unnamed, and gods unnumbered, Never god was known to be Who had ...
A little leaf just in the forest's edge, All summer long, had listened to the wooing Of amorous brids that ...
Long have the poets vaunted, in their lays, Old times, old loves, old friendships, and old wine Why should the ...
I knew it the first of the summer, I knew it the same at the end, That you and your ...
Under the light of the silver moon We two sat, when our hearts were young; The night was warm with ...
I think that the bitterest sorrow or pain Of love unrequited, or cold death's woe, Is sweet, compared to that ...
Hers was a lonely, shadowed lot; Or so the unperceiving thought, Who looked no deeper than her face, Devoid of ...
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