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 ...
Fire! Fire! Fire! the cry rang out on the night air,The roving winds caught it up, and the very heavens ...
Flowers of France in the Spring,Your growth is a beautiful thing;But give us your fragrance and bloom,Yea, give us your ...
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 ...
In the silent midnight watches,When the earth was clothed in gloom,And the grim and awful darknessCrept unbidden to my room—On ...
In the fair morning of his life, When his pure heart lay in his breast, Panting, ...
Last was the wealth I carried in life's pack—Youth, health, ambition, hope and trust but TimeAnd Fate, those robbers fit ...
There sat two glasses, filled to the brim, On a rich man's table, rim to rim. One was ruddy and ...
There was a fair green garden slopingFrom the south-east side of the mountain-ledge;And the earliest tint of the dawn came ...
The devil to Bacchus said, one day,In a scowling, growling, petulant way,As he came from earth to hell:"There's a soul ...
There's a terrible steed that rests not night nor day,But onward and onward, for ever away,Through hamlet, through village, through ...
The sweet young Spring walks over the earth,It flushes and glows on moor and lea;The birds are singing in careless ...
Dying? I am not dying. Are you mad?You think I need to ask for heavenly grace?I think you are a ...
Here is a lock of his soft, dark hair,And here are the letters he wrote to me.And the ring of ...
I have been down in the darkest water—Deep, deep down where no light could pierce;Alone with the things that are ...
So thou hast the art, good dame, thou swearest,To keep Time's perishing touch at bayFrom the roseate splendor of the ...
Two harvesters walked through the rows of corn,Down to the ripe wheat fields, one morn.Both were fair, in the flush ...
Give us a call! We keep good beer,Wine, and brandy, and whiskey here;Our doors are open to boys and men,And ...
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.And etched ...
We two were lovers, the Sea and I; We plighted our troth 'neath a summer sky.And all through the riotous, ...
Sometimes when I have dropped asleep, Draped in soft luxurious gloom, Across my drowsy mind will creep ...
I saw a fair youth, with a brow broad and white,And an eye that was beaming with intellect's light:And his ...
I saw a youth, one of God's favored few,Crowned with beauty, and talents, and health;He had climbed the steep pathway, ...
Saw you the youth, with the face like the morning,Refilling the glass, that foamed white as the sea?Heard you the ...
The cunningest thing that a baby can doIs the very first time it plays peek-a-boo;When it hides its pink little ...
You will forget me. The years are so tender,They bind up the wounds which we think are so deep,This dream ...
England, father and mother in one,Look on your stalwart son.Sturdy and strong, with the valour of youth,Where is another so ...
Over my desk in a dark office bending.Dim seems the sunlight and dull seems the day;But when the afternoon draws ...
Only a blunder—a sad mistake;All my own fault and mine alone.The saddest error a heart can make;I was so young, ...
Quite carelessly I turned the newsy sheet;A song I sang, full many a year ago,Smiled up at me, as in ...
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