The Summons By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Summons Some day, when the golden glory Of June is over the earth, And the birds are singing together In a wild, mad strain…

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Wherefore By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Wherefore Wherefore in dreams are sorrows born anew, A healed wound opened, or the past revived? Last night in my deep sleep I dreamed of…

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Dear love, if you and I could sail away, By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Dear love, if you and I could sail away, With snowy pennons to the wind unfurled, Across the waters of some unknown bay, And find…

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Two Loves By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Two Loves The woman he loved, while he dreamed of her, Danced on till the stars grew dim, But alone with her heart, from the…

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The Brewer’s Dog By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Brewer’s Dog The brewer’s dog is abroad, boys, Be careful where you stray, His teeth are coated with poison, And he’s on the watch…

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Lines From By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Lines From I’d rather have my verses win A place in common people’s hearts, Who, toiling through the strife and din Of life’s great thoroughfares,…

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Beyond By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Beyond It seemeth such a little way to me Across to that strange country – the Beyond; And yet, not strange, for it has grown…

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The Voice By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Voice I dreamed a Voice, of one God-authorised, Cried loudly thro’ the world, ‘Disarm! Disarm! ’ And there was consernation in the camps; And…

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Optimism By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Optimism Talk happiness. The world is sad enough Without your woes. No path is wholly rough; Look for the places that are smooth and clear,…

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Father By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Father He never made a fortune, or a noise In the world where men are seeking after fame; But he had a healthy brood of…

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What Had He Done By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

What Had He Done I saw the farmer, when the day was done, And the proud sun had sought his crimson bed, And the mild…

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The Falling Of Thrones By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Falling Of Thrones Above the din of commerce, above the clamor and rattle Of labor disputing with riches, of Anarchists’ threats and groans, Above…

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Mesalliance By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Mesalliance I am troubled to-night with a curious pain; It is not of the flesh, it is not of the brain, Nor yet of a…

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Communism By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Communism When my blood flows calm as a purling river, When my heart is asleep and my brain has sway, It is then that I…

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Introductory Verses By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Introductory Verses Oh, you who read some song that I have sung – What know you of the soul from whence it sprung? Dost dream…

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The Kettle By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Kettle There’s many a house of grandeur, With turret, tower and dome, That knows not peace or comfort, And does not prove a home….

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Ten Thousand Men A Day By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ten Thousand Men A Day All the world was wearying, All the world was sad; Everything was shadow-filled; Things were going bad. Then a rumour…

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Progress By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Progress Let there be many windows to your soul, That all the glory of the universe May beautify it. Not the narrow pane Of one…

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The Law By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Law The sun may be clouded, yet ever the sun Will sweep on its course till the cycle is run. And when onto chaos…

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Dear Motherland Of France By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Dear Motherland Of France DEDICATED TO THE MEN AND WOMEN OF FRANCE Our Motherland, dear Motherland, The source of beauty and of Art, Who but…

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Two Nights By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Two Nights (Suggested by the lives of Napoleon and Josephine.) I. ONE night was full of rapture and delight- Of reunited arms and swooning kisses,…

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The Change By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Change She leaned out into the soft June weather, With her long loose tresses the night breeze played; Her eyes were as blue as…

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Lines On H—‘s Foot By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Lines On H—‘s Foot It may be you’ve seen her eyes, Dark and deep like midnight skies; You mayhap have seen them flash Underneath the…

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Bird Of Hope By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Bird Of Hope Soar not too high, O bird of Hope! Because the skies are fair; The tempest may come on apace And overcome thee…

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The Old Moon In The New Moon’s Arms By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Old Moon In The New Moon’s Arms The beautiful and slender young New Moon, In trailing robes of pink and palest blue, Swept close…

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Origin Of The Liquor Dealer By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Origin Of The Liquor Dealer The devil in hell gave a festival, And he called his imps from their wine- Called them up from the…

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Finis By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Finis An idle rhyme of the summer time, Sweet, and solemn, and tender; Fair with the haze of the moon’s pale rays, Bright with the…

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What I Have Seen #1 By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

What I Have Seen #1 I saw a mother give wine to her boy- The rain-drops fall and fall: The pride of his parents, a…

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The Farewell To Clarimonde By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Farewell To Clarimonde Adieu, Romauld! But thou canst not forget me. Although no more I haunt thy dreams at night, Thy hungering heart forever…

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Midsummer By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Midsummer After the May time and after the June time Rare with blossoms and perfume sweet, Cometh the round world’s royal noon time, The red…

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Compensations By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Compensations I: BLIND When first the shadows fell, like prison bars, And darkness spread before me, like a pall, I cried out for the sun,…

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Go Plant A Tree By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Go Plant A Tree God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, And from the sallow earth to watch it rise, Lifting its…

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My Comrade By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

My Comrade Out from my window westward I turn full oft my face; But the mountains rebuke the vision That would encompass space; They lift…

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Joy By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Joy My heart is like a little bird That sits and sings for very gladness. Sorrow is some forgotten word, And so, except in rhyme,…

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Growing Old By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Growing Old Little by little the year grows old, The red leaves drop from the maple boughs; The sun grows dim, and the winds blow…

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New Year By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

New Year The New Year dawns again upon the earth, And all our land re-echoes with its mirth. From east to west, from north to…

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Death Of Labour By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Death Of Labour Methought a great wind swept across the earth, And all the toilers perished. Then I saw Pale terror blanch the rosy face…

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Two Roses By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Two Roses A humble wild-rose, pink and slender, Was plucked and placed in a bright bouquet, Beside a Jacqueminot’s royal splendour, And both in my…

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The Camp Fire By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Camp Fire When night hung low and dew fell damp, There fell athwart the shadows The gleaming watchfires of the camp, Like glow-worms on…

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Little Kids By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Little Kids ‘Little kids,’ you call us As we are at play. You were little children Just the other day. Now to-morrow nears us, Soon…

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Bleak Weather By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Bleak Weather Dear Love, where the red lilies blossomed and grew The white snows are falling; And all through the woods where I wandered with…

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The Old Wooden Cradle By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Old Wooden Cradle Good-bye to the cradle, the dear wooden cradle The rude hand of Progress has thrust it aside. No more to its…

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Our Atlas By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Our Atlas Not Atlas, with his shoulders bent beneath the weighty world, Bore such a burden as this man, on whom the Gods have hurled…

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Fishing By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Fishing Maybe this is fun, sitting in the sun, With a book and parasol, as my Angler wishes, While he dips his line in the…

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What I Have Seen #3 By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

What I Have Seen #3 I saw two youths: both were fair in the face, They had set out foot to foot in life’s race;…

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The Flowers Have Tender Little Souls By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Flowers Have Tender Little Souls The flowers have tender little souls That love, rejoice, aspire. Each star that on its orbit rolls Feels infinite…

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Mockery By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Mockery Why do we grudge our sweets so to the living Who, God knows, find at best too much of gall, And then with generous,…

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Three-Fold By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Three-Fold Somewhere I’ve read a thoughtful mind’s reflection: ‘All perfect things are three-fold’; and I know Our love has the rare symbol of perfection; The…

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A Fallen Leaf By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A Fallen Leaf A trusting little leaf of green, A bold audacious frost; A rendezvous, a kiss or two, And youth for ever lost. Ah,…

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Creation By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Creation The impulse of all love is to create. God was so full of love, in his embrace He clasped the empty nothingness of space,…

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As By Fire By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

As By Fire Sometimes I feel so passionate a yearning For spiritual perfection here below, This vigorous frame, with healthful fervor burning, Seems my determined…

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A Lovers’ Quarrel By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A Lovers’ Quarrel We two were lovers, the Sea and I; We plighted our troth ‘neath a summer sky. And all through the riotous ardent…

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New Year; A Dialogue By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

New Year; A Dialogue MORTAL: “The night is cold, the hour is late, the world is bleak and drear; Who is it knocking at my…

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Delilah By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Delilah In the midnight of darkness and terror, When I would grope nearer to God, With my back to a record of error And the…

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Two Sinners By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Two Sinners There was a man, it was said one time, Who went astray in his youthful prime. Can the brain keep cool and the…

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The Coming Man By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Coming Man Oh, not for the great departed, Who formed our country’s laws, And not for the bravest-hearted Who died in freedom’s cause, And…

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Listen! By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Listen! Whoever you are as you read this, Whatever your trouble or grief, I want you to know and to heed this: The day draweth…

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Acquaintance By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Acquaintance Not we who daily walk the City’s street; Not those who have been cradled in its heart, Best understand its architectural art, Or realise…

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The Optimist By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Optimist The fields were bleak and sodden. Not a wing Or note enlivened the depressing wood, A soiled and sullen, stubborn snowdrift stood Beside…

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Our Blessings By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Our Blessings Sitting to-day in the sunshine, That touched me with fingers of love, I thought of the manifold blessings God scatters on earth, from…

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