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 ...
We were a baker's dozen in the house—six women and six menBesides myself; and all of us had knownThose benefits ...
ISir Knight of the world's oldest order,Sir Knight of the Army of God,You have crossed the strange mystical border,The ground ...
There sat two glasses, filled to the brim, On a rich man's table, rim to rim. One was ruddy and ...
She rose up in the early dawn,And white and silently she movedAbout the house. Four men had goneTo battle for ...
False! Good God, I am dreaming!No, no, it never can be—You who are so true in seeming,You, false to your ...
What are these nameless mysteries,These subtleties of life and death,That bring before our spirit eyesThe loved and lost; or, like ...
By the castle-gate my lady stands,Viewing broad acres and spreading lands.Hill and valley and mead and plainAre all her own, ...
Alone I climb the steep ascending pathWhich leads to knowledge. In the babbling throngsThat hurry after, shouting to the worldSmall ...
The Radiant Ruler of Mystic RegionsWhere souls of artists are fitted for birth,Gathered together their lovely legionsAnd fashioned a woman ...
I poured out a tumbler of Claret,Of course with intention to drink,And, holding it up in the sunlight,I paused for ...
Here is a lock of his soft, dark hair,And here are the letters he wrote to me.And the ring of ...
Give us a call! We keep good beer,Wine, and brandy, and whiskey here;Our doors are open to boys and men,And ...
On the white throat of useless passionThat scorched my soul with its burning breathI clutched my hands in murderous fashion,And ...
A giddy young maiden with nimble feet,Heigh-ho! alack and alas!Declared she would far rather dance than eat,And the truth of ...
In the old wars of the world there were camp-followers,Women of ancient sins who gave themselves for hire,Women of weak ...
Little by little and one by one,Out of the ether, were worlds created;Star and planet and sea and sun,All in ...
How terrible these nights are when aloneWith our scarred hearts, we sit in solitude,And some old sorrow, to the world ...
I know a little fellow, his name I think is Jo,But he is seldom called by that—he has a queer ...
Saw you the youth, with the face like the morning,Refilling the glass, that foamed white as the sea?Heard you the ...
Hollow a grave where the willows wave,And lay him under the grasses,Where the pitying breeze bloweth up from the seas,And ...
In France I saw a hill—a gentle slopeRising above old tombs to greet the gleamFrom soft spring skies. Beyond these ...
The subtle beauty of this day Hangs o'er me like a fairy spell, And care and grief have ...
What's in a glass of wine?There, set the glass where I can look within.Now listen to me, friend, while I ...
Oh! we love all the French, and we speak in FrenchAs along through France we go.But the moments to us ...
Beside us in our seeking after pleasures,Through all our restless striving after fame,Through all our search for worldly gains and ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
If I should die, to-day, To-morrow, maybe, the world would see Would waken from sleep, and say, "Why here was ...
Do you remember the name I wore - The old pet-name of Little Queen - In the dear, dead days ...
On the white throat of useless passion That scorched my soul with its burning breath I clutched my fingers in ...
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