Greeting Poem (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
There was a sound in the wind to-day,Like a joyous cymbal ringing!And the leaves of the trees talked with the ...
There was a sound in the wind to-day,Like a joyous cymbal ringing!And the leaves of the trees talked with the ...
The world was widowed by the death of Christ:Vainly its suffering soul for peace has soughtAnd found it not.For nothing, ...
Toward even when the day leans down, To kiss the upturned face of night, Out just beyond the ...
Though you see no banded army,Though you hear no cannons rattle,We are in a mighty contest,We are fighting a great ...
Two harvesters walked through the rows of corn,Down to the ripe wheat fields, one morn.Both were fair, in the flush ...
She's the jauntiest of creatures, she's the daintiest of misses,With her pretty patent leathers or her alligator ties,With her eyes ...
When the first sere leaves of the year were falling,I heard, with a heart that was strangely thrilled,Out of the ...
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 ...
Think of it, think of it over the waterThousands of men to-day march on to death,Think how the sun shines ...
I am a river flowing from God's seaThrough devious ways. He mapped my course for me;I cannot change it; mine ...
In grandmamma's kitchen, things got in a riot—The cream in a pot on the shelf,Where everything always seemed peaceful and ...
We are the Allies of God to-day,And the width of the earth is our right of way.Let no man question ...
Beside an incubator stoodThe would-be mother of a brood.With drooping wings and nodding head,These are the clucked-out words she said:"O, ...
The mighty forces of mysterious spaceAre one by one subdued by lordly man.The awful lightning that for eons ranTheir devastating ...
Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it. Cast sweets into its cup whene'er you can. No heart so ...
Toward even when the day leans down, To kiss the upturned face of night, Out just beyond the loud-voiced town ...
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