A Mother’s Wail (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
The sweet young Spring walks over the earth,It flushes and glows on moor and lea;The birds are singing in careless ...
The sweet young Spring walks over the earth,It flushes and glows on moor and lea;The birds are singing in careless ...
IWho has not felt his heart leap up, and glowWhat time the tulips first begin to blow,Has one sweet joy, ...
Alone I climb the steep ascending pathWhich leads to knowledge. In the babbling throngsThat hurry after, shouting to the worldSmall ...
IThere is no picturesqueness and no glory,No halo of romance, in war to-day.It is a hideous thing; Time would turn ...
The Radiant Ruler of Mystic RegionsWhere souls of artists are fitted for birth,Gathered together their lovely legionsAnd fashioned a woman ...
What is the end of each man's toil,Brother, O Brother?A handful of dust in a bit of soil—His name forgotten ...
Oh many a duel the world has seenThat was bittter with hate, that was red with gore,But I sing of ...
To-night when I came from the club at eleven,Under the gaslight I saw a face—A woman's face! and I swear ...
Each day that I live I am persuaded anew,A maxim I long have believed in, is true.Each day I grow ...
I have been down in the darkest water—Deep, deep down where no light could pierce;Alone with the things that are ...
Veils, everywhere float veils; veils long and black,Framing white faces, oft-times young and fair,But, like a rose touched by untimely ...
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 ...
Give us a call! We keep good beer,Wine, and brandy, and whiskey here;Our doors are open to boys and men,And ...
Not Atlas, with his shoulders bent beneath the weighty world,Bore such a burden as this man, on whom the Gods ...
You do but jest, sir, and you jest not well,How could the hand be enemy of the arm, Or seed ...
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.And etched ...
I will paint you a sign, rumseller,And hang it above your door;A truer and better signboardThan ever you had before.I ...
A giddy young maiden with nimble feet,Heigh-ho! alack and alas!Declared she would far rather dance than eat,And the truth of ...
In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek,And in the pallor that succeeds it; byThe quivering lid of an averted ...
There is a certain castle that is beautiful and fair,And plants, and birds, and pretty things, fill every room and ...
I saw two youths: both were fair in the face,They had set out foot to foot in life's race;But one ...
The danger of war, with its havoc of life, The danger of ocean, when storms are rife, The danger of ...
I saw a youth, one of God's favored few,Crowned with beauty, and talents, and health;He had climbed the steep pathway, ...
In the old wars of the world there were camp-followers,Women of ancient sins who gave themselves for hire,Women of weak ...
Oh, not for the great departed,Who formed our country's laws,And not for the bravest-heartedWho died in freedom's cause,And not for ...
IWe cannot choose our sorrows. One there wasWho, reverent of soul, and strong with trust,Cried, 'God, though Thou shouldst bow ...
What a terrible night! Does the Night, I wonder—The Night, with her black veil down to her feetLike an ordained ...
Like some school master, kind in being stern,Who hears the children crying o'er their slatesAnd calling, "Help me master!" yet ...
How terrible these nights are when aloneWith our scarred hearts, we sit in solitude,And some old sorrow, to the world ...
For the courage which comes when we call,While troubles like hailstones fall;For the help that is somehow nigh,In the deepest ...
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