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 ...
The sun rode high in a cloudless skyOf a perfect summer morn.She stood and gazed out into the street,And wondered ...
On the sea of life they floated,Brothers twain in manhood's pride,And the good ship "Temperance" bore them,Safely o'er the stormy ...
In the silent midnight watches,When the earth was clothed in gloom,And the grim and awful darknessCrept unbidden to my room—On ...
A CURIOUS vision, on mine eyes unfurledIn the deep night. I saw, or seemed to see,Two Centuries meet, and sit ...
Dying? I am not dying. Are you mad?You think I need to ask for heavenly grace?I think you are a ...
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 ...
In the journey of life, as we travel alongTo the mystical goal that is hidden from sight,You may stumble at ...
In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek,And in the pallor that succeeds it; byThe quivering lid of an averted ...
Oh, boastful, wicked land, that once was beautiful and great,How bitter and how black must be your self-invited fate,While Time ...
Be not dismayed, be not dismayed when deathSets its white seal upon some worshipped face.Poor human nature for a little ...
He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches.—St. John the Divine.The Spirit says ...
The solemn Sea of Silence lies between us;I know thou livest, and them lovest me,And yet I wish some white ...
I think I hear the sound of horses' feetBeating upon the graveled avenue.Go to the window that looks on the ...
Who thinks how desolate and strangeTo me must seem the autumn's change,When housed in attic or in chest,A lonely and ...
Talk happiness. The world is sad enoughWithout your woes. No path is wholly rough;Look for the places that are smooth ...
Use all your hidden forces.Do not miss the purpose of this life,and do not wait for circumstanceto mold or change ...
When I shall meet God's generous dispensers Of all the riches in the heavenly store, Those lesser gods, who act ...
Hers was a lonely, shadowed lot; Or so the unperceiving thought, Who looked no deeper than her face, Devoid of ...
Too sweet and too subtle for pen or for tongue In phrases unwritten and measures unsung, As deep and as ...
How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek, And in the pallor that succeeds it; by ...
Once in the world's first prime, When nothing lived or stirred, Nothing but new-born Time, Nor was there even a ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
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