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").
Christ Crucified
Now ere I slept, my prayer had been that I might see my wayTo do the will of Christ, our Lord and Master, day by day;And with this prayer upon my..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Change
Changed? Yes, I will confess it – I have changed.I do not love you in the old fond way.I am your friend still – time has not estrangedOne kindly..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Certitude
There was a time when I was confidentThat God's stupendous mystery of birthWas mine to know. The wonder of it lentNew ecstasy and glory to the..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Carlos
Last night I knelt low at my lady’s feet.One soft, caressing hand played with my hair,And one I kissed and fondled. Kneeling there,I deemed my meed..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Canada
England, father and mother in one,Look on your stalwart son.Sturdy and strong, with the valour of youth,Where is another so lusty?Coated and mailed..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Camp Followers
In the old wars of the world there were camp-followers,Women of ancient sins who gave themselves for hire,Women of weak wills and strong desire.And..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Camouflage
Camouflage is all the rage.Ladies in their fight with ageSoldiers in their fight with foesDemagogues who mask and poseIn the guise of..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
By-And-Bye
‘By-and-bye, ’ the maiden sighed – ‘by-and-byeHe will claim me for his bride,Hope is strong and time is fleet;Youth is fair, and love is sweet,Clouds..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
But One
The year has but one June, dear friend;The year has but one June;And when that perfect month doth end,The robin's song, though loud, though..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Brotherhood
God, what a world, if men in street and mart,Felt that same kinship of the human heart,Which makes them, in the face of fire and flood,Rise to the..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Breaking The Day In Two
When from dawn till noon seems one long day,And from noon till night another,Oh, then should a little boy come from play,And creep into the arms of..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Breakers
When you launch your bark for sailingOn the sea of life, O youth!Clothe your heart and soul and spiritIn the blessèd garb of Truth.Guard your every..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Bohemia
Bohemia, o'er thy unatlassed bordersHow many cross, with half-reluctant feet,And unformed fears of dangers and disorders,To find delights, more..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Blind Sorrow
One bitter time of mourning, I remember,When day, and night, my sad heart did complain,My life, I said, was one cold, bleak December,And all its..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Bleak Weather
Dear Love, where the red lilies blossomed and grewThe white snows are falling;And all through the woods where I wandered with youThe loud winds are..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Bird Of Hope
Soar not too high, O bird of Hope!Because the skies are fair;The tempest may come on apaceAnd overcome thee there.When far above the mountain..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Beyond
It seemeth such a little way to meAcross to that strange country – the Beyond;And yet, not strange, for it has grown to beThe home of those whom I am..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Beppo
Why are thou sad, my Beppo? But last eve,Here at my feet, thy dear head on my breast,I heard thee say thy heart would no more grieveOr feel the olden..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Begin The Day
Begin each morning with a talk to God,And ask for your divine inheritanceOf usefulness, contentment, and success.Resign all fear, all doubt, and all..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Bedlam Town
Do you want to peep into Bedlam Town?Then come with me, when the day swings down,Into the cradle, whose rockers rim,Some people call the horizon..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Be Not Weary
Sometimes, when I am toil-worn and aweary,And tired out with working long and well,And earth is dark, and skies above are dreary,And heart and soul..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Be Not Dismayed
Be not dismayed, be not dismayed when deathSets its white seal upon some worshipped face.Poor human nature for a little spaceMust suffer anguish..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Baby's First Journey
Lightly they hold him and lightly they sway himSoft as a pillow are somebody's arms.Down he goes slowly, ever so lowlyOver the rim of the cradle they..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Attainment
Use all your hidden forces.Do not miss the purpose of this life,and do not wait for circumstanceto mold or change your fate.In your own self lies..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
At The Window
Every morning, as I walk downFrom my dreary lodgings, toward the town,I see at a window, near the street,The face of a woman, fair and sweet,With..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox