Flowers Of France Decoration Poem For Soldiers’ Graves, Tours, France, May 30, 1918 (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Flowers of France in the Spring,Your growth is a beautiful thing;But give us your fragrance and bloom,Yea, give us your ...
Flowers of France in the Spring,Your growth is a beautiful thing;But give us your fragrance and bloom,Yea, give us your ...
Alone I climb the steep ascending pathWhich leads to knowledge. In the babbling throngsThat hurry after, shouting to the worldSmall ...
These agent men! these agent men!We hear the dreaded step again,We see a stranger at the door;And brace ourselves for ...
So thou hast the art, good dame, thou swearest,To keep Time's perishing touch at bayFrom the roseate splendor of the ...
Veils, everywhere float veils; veils long and black,Framing white faces, oft-times young and fair,But, like a rose touched by untimely ...
When the first sere leaves of the year were falling,I heard, with a heart that was strangely thrilled,Out of the ...
Sometimes I wish the railroads all were torn out, The ships all sunk among the coral strands. I am so ...
Only a blunder—a sad mistake;All my own fault and mine alone.The saddest error a heart can make;I was so young, ...
After the May time and after the June timeRare with blossoms and perfume sweet,Cometh the round world's royal noon time,The ...
Time has made conquest of so many thingsThat once were mine. Swift-footed, eager youthThat ran to meet the years; bold ...
There was a boy named Grumble Tone, who ran away to sea."I'm sick of things on land," he said, "as ...
The passion you forbade my lips to utterWill not be silenced. You must hear it inThe sullen thunders when they ...
I have written this day down in my heart As the sweetest day in the season; From all of the ...
When my blood flows calm as a purling river, When my heart is asleep and my brain has sway, It ...
Let there be many windows to your soul, That all the glory of the universe May beautify it. Not the ...
Last summer, lazing by the sea, I met a most entrancing creature, Her black eyes quite bewildered me--- She had ...
When this world's pleasures for my soul sufficed, Ere my heart's plummet sounded depths of pain, I call on Reason ...
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