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").

In The Night

In the silent midnight watches,When the earth was clothed in gloom,And the grim and awful darknessCrept unbidden to my room-On the solemn, deathly..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In The Long Run

In the long run fame finds the deserving man.The lucky wight may prosper for a day,But in good time true merit leads the van,And vain pretense..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In The Garden

One moment alone in the garden,Under the August skies;The moon had gone but the stars shone on, -Shone like your beautiful eyes.Away from the glitter..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In The Cup

There is grief in the cup!I saw a proud mother set wine on the board;The eyes of her son sparkled bright as she pouredThe ruddy stream into the glass..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In Memoriam

Looking some papers over,Dusty and dim and old,I found some words that thrilled meWith their ring of genuine goldWords that were better than..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In India's Dreamy Land

In India's land one listens aghastTo the people who scream and bawl;For each caste yells at a lower caste,And the Britisher yells at them all.

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In Grandmamma's Kitchen

In grandmamma's kitchen, things got in a riotThe cream in a pot on the shelf,Where everything always seemed peaceful and quiet,Got whipped, for I..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In France I Saw A Hill

In France I saw a hill-a gentle slopeRising above old tombs to greet the gleamFrom soft spring skies. Beyond these skies dwells hope,But those green..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In Faith

When the soft sweet wind o' the south went by,I dwelt in the light of a dark brown eye;And out where the robin sang his song,We lived and loved..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In England

In England, there are wrongs no doubt,Which should be righted; so men say,Who seek to weed earth's garden out,And give the roses right of way;Yes..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Impatience

How can I wait until you come to me?The once fleet mornings linger by the way;Their sunny smiles touched with malicious gleeAt my unrest, they seem..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

If I Should Die

If I should die, how kind you all would grow!In that strange hour I would not have one foe.There are no words too beautiful to sayOf one who goes..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

If Christ Came Questioning

If Christ came questioning His world to-day,(If Christ came questioning,)'What hast thou done to glorify thy God,Since last My feet this lower earth..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

If--

If I were a raindrop, and you were a leaf,I would burst from the cloud above youAnd lie on your breast in a rapture of rest,And love you, love you..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

If

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 some island far from..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Idler's Song

I sit in the twilight dimAt the close of an idle day,And I list to the soft sweet hymn,That rises far away,And dies on the evening air.Oh, all day..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I, Too

I saw fond lovers in that glowThat oft-times fades away too soon:I saw and said, 'Their joy I knowI, too, have had my honeymoon.'A young expectant..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I Will Be Worthy Of It

ItI may not reach the heights I seek,My untried strength may fail me;Or, halfway up the mountain peakFierce tempests may assail me.But though that..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I Told You

I told you the winter would go, love,I told you the winter would go,That he'd flee in shame when the south wind came,And you smiled when I told you..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I Step Across The Mystic Border-Land

I step across the mystic border-land,And look upon the wonder-world of Art.How beautiful, how beautiful its hills!And all its valleys, how surpassing..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I Shall Not Forget

I shall not forget you. The years may be tender,But vain are their efforts to soften my smart;And the strong hands of Time are too feeble and..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I Love You

I love your lips when they're wet with wineAnd red with a wild desire;I love your eyes when the lovelight liesLit with a passionate fire.I love your..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I Am

AmI know not whence I came,I know not whither I go;But the fact stands clear that I am hereIn this world of pleasure and woe.And out of the mist and..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

How Salvator Won

The gate was thrown open, I rode out alone,More proud than a monarch who sits on a throne.I am but a jockey, yet shout upon shoutWent up from the..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

How Is It?

You who are loudly crying out for peace,You who are wanting love to vanquish hate.How is it in the four walls of your homeThe while you wait?Do those..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox