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").
Desolation
I think that the bitterest sorrow or painOf love unrequited, or cold death’s woe,Is sweet, compared to that hour when we knowThat some grand passion..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Denied
The winds came out of the west one day,And hurried the clouds before them;And drove the shadows and mists away,And over the mountains bore them.And I..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Dell And I
In a mansion grand, just over the way,Lives bonny, beautiful Dell;You may have heard of this lady gay,For she is a famous belle.I live in a low cot..
© 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 errorAnd the highway of sin I have trod,There..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Death Of Labour
Methought a great wind swept across the earth,And all the toilers perished. Then I sawPale terror blanch the rosy face of mirth,And careless eyes..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Dear Motherland Of France
DEDICATED TO THE MEN AND WOMEN OF FRANCEOur Motherland, dear Motherland,The source of beauty and of Art,Who but thy children understandThe love which..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Dawn
Day's sweetest moments are at dawn;Refreshed by his long sleep, the LightKisses the languid lips of Night,Ere she can rise and hasten on.All glowing..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Daft
In the warm yellow smile of the morning,She stands at the lattice pane,And watches the strong young bindersStride down to the fields of grain.And she..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Custer: Book Third
IAs in the long dead days marauding hostsOf Indians came from far Siberian coasts,And drove the peaceful Aztecs from their grounds,Despoiled their..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Custer: Book Second
IOh, for the power to call to aid, of mineOwn humble Muse, the famed and sacred nine.Then might she fitly sing, and only then,Of those intrepid and..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Custer
BOOK FIRST.I.ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy.Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joyTo sing of deeds as dauntless and as braveAs e'er lent..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Curious Story
I heard such a curious storyOf Santa Claus. Once, so they say,He set out to find what people were kind,Before he took presents their way.'This year I..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Creation
The impulse of all love is to create.God was so full of love, in his embraceHe clasped the empty nothingness of space,And low! the solar system! High..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Courage
There is a courage, a majestic thingThat springs forth from the brow of pain, full-grown,Minerva-like, and dares all dangers known,And all the..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Coronation Poem And Prayer
The world has crowned a thousand kings:But destiny has keptHer weightiest hour of kingly powerTo offer England's son.The rising bell of Progress..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Conversion
When this world's pleasures for my soul sufficed,Ere my heart's plummet sounded depths of pain,I call on Reason to control my brain,And scoffed at..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Contrasts
I see the tall church steeples,They reach so far, so far,But the eyes of my heart see the world’s great mart,Where the starving people are.I hear the..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Contentment
If any line that I ever penned,Or any word I have spoken,Has comforted heart of foe or friend -In any way, why my life, I'll say,Has reaped the..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Completion
When I shall meet God’s generous dispensersOf all the riches in the heavenly store,Those lesser gods, who act as RecompensersFor loneliness and loss..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Compensations
I: BLINDWhen first the shadows fell, like prison bars,And darkness spread before me, like a pall,I cried out for the sun, the earth, the stars,And..
© 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 vow we must part for ever,That I will..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Come Back Clean
This is the song for a soldierTo sing as he rides from homeTo the fields afar where the battles areOr over the ocean's foam:'Whatever the dangers..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Coleur De Rose
I want more lives in which to loveThis world so full of beauty,I want more days to use the waysI know of doing duty;I ask no greater joy than this(So..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Clara Morris (Written For A Benefit Given Mrs. Morris)
The Radiant Ruler of Mystic RegionsWhere souls of artists are fitted for birth,Gathered together their lovely legionsAnd fashioned a woman to shine..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Christmas Fancies
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.And etched on vacant places,Are half..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox