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").
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 for prey.The brewery is his..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Boys' And Girls' Thanksgiving Of 1892
Never since the race was started,Had a boy in any clime,Cause to be so thankful-hearted,As the boys of present time.Not a girl in old times livingLet..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Black Sheep
'Black sheep, black sheep, have you any wool?''Yes, sir-yes, sir: three bags full.''I don't want any New Thought,' said he,'Or any Theosophy, for..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Black Charger
There's a terrible steed that rests not night nor day,But onward and onward, for ever away,Through hamlet, through village, through country, through..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Birth Of The Opal
The Sunbeam loved the Moonbeam,And followed her low and high,But Moonbeam fled and hid her head,She was so shy – so shy.The Sunbeam wooed with..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Belle's Soliloquy
Heigh Ho! Well, the season’s over!Once again we’ve come to Lent!Programme’s changes from balls and parties –Now we’re ordered to repent.Forty days of..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Beautiful Land Of Nod
Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear,Your head like the golden-rod,And we will go sailing away from hereTo the beautiful land of Nod.Away from..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Beautiful Blue Danube
They drift down the hall together;He smiles in her lifted eyes.Like waves of that mighty riverThe strains of the ‘Danube’ rise.They float on its..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Barbarous Chief
There was a kingdom known as the Mind,A kingdom vast as fair,And the brave king, Brain, had the right to reign,In royal splendor there.Oh! that was a..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Ah Goo Tongue
The queerest languages known to man,Sanscrit, Hebrew, Hindoostan,Are all translated and made as freeAnd comprehensive as A B C.Yet the oldest..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Actor
O man, with your wonderful dower,O woman, with genius and grace,You can teach the whole world with your power,If you are but worthy the place.The..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
That's The Way
Just a little every dayThat's the way!Seeds in darkness swell and grow,Tiny blades push through the snow;Never any flower of MayLeaps to blossom in a..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Thanksgiving
We walk on starry fields of whiteAnd do not see the daisies;For blessings common in our sightWe rarely offer praises.We sigh for some supreme..
© 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 stirred all heartsAs a wind stirs..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sweet Danger
The danger of war, with its havoc of life,The danger of ocean, when storms are rife,The danger of jungles, where wild beasts hide,The danger that..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sunshine And Shadow
Life has its shadows, as well as its sun;Its lights and its shades, all twined together.I tried to single them out, one by one,Single and count them..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sunset
I saw the day lean o'er the world's sharp edgeAnd peer into night's chasm, dark and damp;High in his hand he held a blazing lamp,Then dropped it and..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Summer Song
The meadow lark’s trill and the brown thrush’s whistleFrom morning to evening fill all the sweet air,And my heart is as light as the down of a..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Speech
Talk happiness. The world is sad enoughWithout your woe. No path is wholly rough.Look for the places that are smooth and clear,And speak of them to..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Spectres
How terrible these nights are when aloneWith our scarred hearts, we sit in solitude,And some old sorrow, to the world unknown,Does suddenly with..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Speak
Obscured the sun, the world is dark;Maid of Orleans, Joan of Arc,Send down thy spark.Let every heart in France be stirred,By such an all-compelling..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sounds From The Baseball Field
Batter in the home place,That was nobly done;Try and get the first baseRun!Run! RUN!Ah, there, short stop, will you miss?Hear the people cheer and..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sorry
There is much in life that makes me sorry as I journeydown life’s way.And I seem to see more pathos in poor humanLives each day.I’m sorry for the..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sorrow's Uses
The uses of sorrow I comprehendBetter and better at each year’s end.Deeper and deeper I seem to seeWhy and wherefore it has to beOnly after the dark..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Our Furry, Feathered, Scaled Friends
They chase the ball, they sing the song,They make our lives feel bright and strong.With every meow and playful leap,They fill our hearts and souls so..
© National Pet Day