Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

Momus, God Of Laughter

Though with gods the world is cumbered,Gods unnamed, and gods unnumbered,Never god was known to beWho had not his devotee.So I dedicate to mine,Here..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Mockery

Why do we grudge our sweets so to the livingWho, God knows, find at best too much of gall,And then with generous, open hands kneel, givingUnto the..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Midsummer

After the May time and after the June timeRare with blossoms and perfume sweet,Cometh the round world's royal noon time,The red midsummer of blazing..

© 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 heart that is breaking:But down still deeper..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Memory's River

In Nature's bright blossoms not always reposesThat strange subtle essence more rare than their bloom,Which lies in the hearts of carnations and..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Memory's Mansion

In Memory's Mansion are wonderful rooms,And I wander about them at will;And I pause at the casements, where boxes of bloomsAre sending sweet scents..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Meg's Curse

The sun rode high in a cloudless skyOf a perfect summer morn.She stood and gazed out into the street,And wondered why she was born.On the topmost..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Master And Servant

The devil to Bacchus said, one day,In a scowling, growling, petulant way,As he came from earth to hell:'There's a soul above that I cannot move,And..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love's Supremacy

As yon great Sun in his supreme conditionAbsorbs small worlds and makes them all his own,So does my love absorb each vain ambitionEach outside..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love's Language

How does Love speak?In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek,And in the pallor that succeeds it; byThe quivering lid of an averted eye –The smile..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love's Coming

She had looked for his coming as warriors come,With the clash of arms and the bugle's call;But he came instead with a stealthy tread,Which she did..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Will Wane

When your love begins to wane,Spare me from the cruel painOf all speech that tells me so -Spare me words, for I shall know,By the half-averted..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Thyself Last

Love thyself last. Look near, behold thy dutyTo those who walk beside thee down life’s road;Make glad their days by little acts of beauty,And help..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Song

Once in the world’s first prime,When nothing lived or stirred,Nothing but new-born Time,Nor was there even a bird –The Silence spoke to a Star,But do..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Much

Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it.Cast sweets into its cup whene’er you can.No heart so hard, but love at last may win it.Love is the great..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Is Enough

Love is enough. Let us not ask for gold.Wealth breeds false aims, and pride and selfishness;In those serene, Arcadian days of oldMen gave no thought..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love

The longer I live and the more I seeOf the struggle of souls towards the heights above,The stronger this truth comes home to me---That the Universe..

© 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;When frosts were lurking in the airYou..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Long Ago

I loved a maiden, long ago,She held within her hand my fate;And in the ruddy sunset glowWe lingered at the garden gate.The splendor of the western..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Little Queen

Do you remember the name I wore –The old pet-name of Little Queen –In the dear, dead days that are no more,The happiest days of our lives, I ween?For..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Little Kids

'Little kids,' you call usAs we are at play.You were little childrenJust the other day.Now to-morrow nears us,Soon we too shall standMen and women..

© 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 near with relief.No sorrow, no..

© 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 flashUnderneath the drooping lash,And been dazzled by the..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Lines From

I'd rather have my verses winA place in common people's hearts,Who, toiling through the strife and dinOf life's great thoroughfares, and marts,May..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Limitless

There is nothing, I hold, in the way of workThat a human being may not achieveIf he does not falter, or shrink, or shirk,And more than all, if he..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox