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 ...
The gate was thrown open, I rode out alone,More proud than a monarch who sits on a throne.I am but ...
The world was widowed by the death of Christ:Vainly its suffering soul for peace has soughtAnd found it not.For nothing, ...
A CURIOUS vision, on mine eyes unfurledIn the deep night. I saw, or seemed to see,Two Centuries meet, and sit ...
When the first sere leaves of the year were falling,I heard, with a heart that was strangely thrilled,Out of the ...
Give us a call! We keep good beer,Wine, and brandy, and whiskey here;Our doors are open to boys and men,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 ...
Nay seer, I do not doubt thy mystic lore,Nor question that the tenor of my life,Past, present and the future, ...
Oh, boastful, wicked land, that once was beautiful and great,How bitter and how black must be your self-invited fate,While Time ...
I said this morning, as I leaned and threwMy shutters open to the Spring's surprise,"Tell me, O Earth, how is ...
Of all the blessings which my life has known,I value most, and most praise God for three:Want, Loneliness and Pain, ...
High o'er the clouds a Sunbeam shone,And far down under him,With a subtle grace that was all her own,The Mist ...
Lord, let us pray.Give us the open mind, O God,The mind that dares believeIn paths of thought as yet untrod;The ...
One bitter time of mourning, I remember,When day, and night, my sad heart did complain,My life, I said, was one ...
At Box Hill, SurreyA modern hour from London (as we spin Into a silver thread the miles of space Between ...
The impulse of all love is to create.God was so full of love, in his embraceHe clasped the empty nothingness ...
The mighty forces of mysterious spaceAre one by one subdued by lordly man.The awful lightning that for eons ranTheir devastating ...
The meadow and the mountain with desire Gazed on each other, till a fierce unrest Surged 'neath the meadow's seemingly ...
Am I know not whence I came, I know not whither I go; But the fact stands clear that I ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
Let there be many windows to your soul, That all the glory of the universe May beautify it. Not the ...
I want more lives in which to love This world so full of beauty, I want more days to use ...
Out from my window westward I turn full oft my face; But the mountains rebuke the vision That would encompass ...
We must not force events, but rather make The heart soil ready for their coming, as The earth spreads carpets ...
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