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 ...
And now, when poets are singing Their songs of olden days, And now, when the land is ringing With sweet ...
The sun rode high in a cloudless skyOf a perfect summer morn.She stood and gazed out into the street,And wondered ...
Once over the ocean in distant lands,In an age long past, were two hostile bands—Two armies of men, both brave, ...
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 ...
Into the world's most high and holy placesMen carry selfishness, and graft and greed.The air is rent with warring of ...
The Muse said, Let us sing a little songWherein no hint of wrong,No echo of the great world need, or ...
I saw them sitting in the shade;The long green vines hung over,But could not hide the gold-haired maidAnd Earl, my ...
She rose up in the early dawn,And white and silently she movedAbout the house. Four men had goneTo battle for ...
I: BLINDWhen first the shadows fell, like prison bars,And darkness spread before me, like a pall,I cried out for the ...
"Black sheep, black sheep, have you any wool?""Yes, sir—yes, sir: three bags full.""I don't want any New Thought," said he,"Or ...
I poured out a tumbler of Claret,Of course with intention to drink,And, holding it up in the sunlight,I paused for ...
So thou hast the art, good dame, thou swearest,To keep Time's perishing touch at bayFrom the roseate splendor of the ...
Never since the race was started,Had a boy in any clime,Cause to be so thankful-hearted,As the boys of present time.Not ...
On the white throat of useless passionThat scorched my soul with its burning breathI clutched my hands in murderous fashion,And ...
Woman, sitting at your ease,In the midst of luxuries,Bound by chains of selfishness,With no aim but "how to dress,"Does the ...
A vision beauteous as the morn, With heavenly eyes and tresses streaming, Slow glided o'er a field late shorn ...
I saw a fair youth, with a brow broad and white,And an eye that was beaming with intellect's light:And his ...
There's many a house of grandeur,With turret, tower and dome,That knows not peace or comfort,And does not prove a home.I ...
There's many a house of grandeur,With turret, tower and dome,That knows not peace or comfort,And does not prove a home.I ...
I am singing a song to the boys to-day,A song of the home that is far away.And I know that ...
Our thoughts are molding unmade spheres,And, like a blessing or a curse,They thunder down the formless years,And ring throughout the ...
Here, in the heart of the world,Here, in the noise and the din,Here, where our spirits were hurledTo battle with ...
Lord, let us pray.Give us the open mind, O God,The mind that dares believeIn paths of thought as yet untrod;The ...
I am tired to-night, and something,The wind maybe, or the rain,Or the cry of a bird in the copse outside,Has ...
We are the Allies of God to-day,And the width of the earth is our right of way.Let no man question ...
Do you want to peep into Bedlam Town?Then come with me, when the day swings down,Into the cradle, whose rockers ...
When you go away, my friend, When you say your last good-bye, Then the summer time will end, ...
If we sit down at set of sun,And count the things that we have done,And counting, findOne self-denying act, one ...
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