The Times By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Times The times are not degenerate. Man’s faith Mounts higher than of old. No crumbling creed Can take from the immortal …

Resolve By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Resolve Build on resolve, and not upon regret, The structure of thy future. Do not grope Among the shadows of old sins, …

A Sculptor By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A Sculptor As the ambitious sculptor, tireless, lifts Chisel and hammer to the block at hand, Before my half-formed character I stand …

Lost By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Lost You left me with the autumn time; When the winter stripped the forest bare, Then dressed it in his spotless rime; …

The Wish By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Wish Should some great angel say to me to-morrow, “Thou must re-tread thy pathway from the start, But God will grant, …

An Episode By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

An Episode Along a narrow Moorish street A blue-eyed soldier strode. (Ah, well-a-day.) Veiled from her lashes to her feet She stepped …

Love By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love The longer I live and the more I see Of the struggle of souls towards the heights above, The stronger this …

At Eleusis By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

At Eleusis I, at Eleusis, saw the finest sight, When early morning’s banners were unfurled. From high Olympus, gazing on the world, …

By-And-Bye By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

By-And-Bye ‘By-and-bye, ’ the maiden sighed – ‘by-and-bye He will claim me for his bride, Hope is strong and time is fleet; …

Sunset By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Sunset I saw the day lean o’er the world’s sharp edge And peer into night’s chasm, dark and damp; High in his …