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").

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

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