Custer: Book Second (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
IOh, for the power to call to aid, of mineOwn humble Muse, the famed and sacred nine.Then might she fitly ...
IOh, for the power to call to aid, of mineOwn humble Muse, the famed and sacred nine.Then might she fitly ...
IAs in the long dead days marauding hostsOf Indians came from far Siberian coasts,And drove the peaceful Aztecs from their ...
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 ...
A CURIOUS vision, on mine eyes unfurledIn the deep night. I saw, or seemed to see,Two Centuries meet, and sit ...
Long, long ago, ere yet our race began,When earth was empty, waiting still for man,Before the breath of life to ...
The harsh King—Winter—sat upon the hills, And reigned and ruled the earth right royally. He locked the rivers, ...
We met at night in the season's hight,Mid revel and mirth and song.I looked in your eye with a mute, ...
The Muse said, Let us sing a little songWherein no hint of wrong,No echo of the great world need, or ...
Some cawing Crows, a hooting Owl,A Hawk, a Canary, an old Marsh-Fowl,One day all meet togetherTo hold a caucus and ...
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 ...
I was smoking a cigarette;Maud, my wife, and the tenor, McKey,Were singing together a blithe duet,And days it were better ...
She's the jauntiest of creatures, she's the daintiest of misses,With her pretty patent leathers or her alligator ties,With her eyes ...
On the white throat of useless passionThat scorched my soul with its burning breathI clutched my hands in murderous fashion,And ...
You do but jest, sir, and you jest not well,How could the hand be enemy of the arm, Or seed ...
In Vanity Fair, as we bow and smile,As we talk of the opera after the weather,As we chat of fashion ...
I will paint you a sign, rumseller,And hang it above your door;A truer and better signboardThan ever you had before.I ...
In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek,And in the pallor that succeeds it; byThe quivering lid of an averted ...
In a mansion grand, just over the way,Lives bonny, beautiful Dell;You may have heard of this lady gay,For she is ...
You know that oasis, fresh and fairIn the city desert, as Greeley square?That bright triangle of scented bloomThat lies surrounded ...
Now, dear, it isn't the bold things,Great deeds of valour and might,That count the most in the summing up of ...
Now who is ready to go with meOff and away to dream town?Oh, such a journey as that will be,All ...
There are curious isles in the River of Sleep,Curious isles without number.We'll visit them all as we leisurely creepDown the ...
Only a blunder—a sad mistake;All my own fault and mine alone.The saddest error a heart can make;I was so young, ...
Where have they gone to—the little girlsWith natural manners and natural curls;Who love their dollies and like their toys,And talk ...
Have you heard of the king of Candy land?Well, listen while I sing,He has pages on every hand,For he is ...
All the world was wearying,All the world was sad;Everything was shadow-filled;Things were going bad.Then a rumour stirred all heartsAs a ...
We are younger in years! Yes, that is true;But in some things we are older than you.For instance, you sometimes ...
As I came through the Valley of Despair,As I came through the valley, on my sight,More awful than the darkness ...
Smile a little, smile a littleAs you go along,Not alone when life is pleasant,But when things go wrong.Care delights to ...
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