Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems
- 201. His Youth
Dying? I am not dying. Are you mad?
You think I need to ask for heavenly grace?
\I\ think \you\ are a fiend, who would be glad
- 202. 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,
- 203. Love Thyself Last
Love thyself last. Look near, behold thy duty
To those who walk beside thee down lifeâ??s road; Make glad their days by little acts of beauty,
- 204. 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!
- 205. 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 say
- 206. Completion
When I shall meet Godâ??s generous dispensers
Of all the riches in the heavenly store, Those lesser gods, who act as Recompensers
- 207. A Servian Legend
Long, long ago, ere yet our race began,
When earth was empty, waiting still for man,
Before the breath of life to him was given
- 208. Woman And War
We women teach our little sons how wrong
And how ignoble blows are; school and church
Support our precepts and inoculate
- 209. Curious Story
I heard such a curious story
Of Santa Claus. Once, so they say,
He set out to find what people were kind,
- 210. The Christian—s New Year Prayer
Thou Christ of mine, Thy gracious ear low bending
Through these glad New Year days, To catch the countless prayers to heaven ascending â??
- 211. What Shall We Do?
Here now, for evermore, our lives must part.
My path leads there, and yours another way.
What shall we do with this fond love, dear heart?
- 212. Work For Woman
Woman, sitting at your ease,
In the midst of luxuries,
Bound by chains of selfishness,
- 213. Begin The Day
Begin each morning with a talk to God,
And ask for your divine inheritance
Of usefulness, contentment, and success.
- 214. Going Away
Walking to-day on the Common,
I heard a stranger say
To a friend who was standing near him,
- 215. Not Quite The Same
Not quite the same the springtime seems to me,
Since that sad season when in separate ways Our paths diverged. There are no more such days
- 216. The Brewer's Dog
The brewer's dog is abroad, boys,
Be careful where you stray,
His teeth are coated with poison,
- 217. You Never Can Tell
You never can tell when you send a word,
Like an arrow shot from a bow
By an archer blind, be it cruel or kind,
- 218. I, Too
I saw fond lovers in that glow
That oft-times fades away too soon:
I saw and said, 'Their joy I know-
- 219. The Tendril—s Faith
Under the snow in the dark and the cold,
A pale little sprout was humming; Sweetly it sang, â??neath the frozen mold,
- 220. Wishing
Do you wish the world were better?
Let me tell you what to do: Set a watch for your actions,
- 221. At An Old Drawer
Before this scarf was faded,
What hours of mirth it knew; How gayly it paraded
- 222. Two Loves
The woman he loved, while he dreamed of her,
Danced on till the stars grew dim, But alone with her heart, from the world apart
- 223. A Lovers' Quarrel
We two were lovers, the Sea and I;
We plighted our troth â??neath a summer sky.
- 224. The Wheel Of The Breast
Through rivers of veins on the nameless quest
The tide of my life goes hurriedly sweeping,
Till it reaches that curious wheel o' the breast,
- 225. Wishing -- Or Fate And I
Wise men tell me thou, O Fate,
Art invincible and great. Well, I own thy prowess; still
- 226. The Suicide
Last was the wealth I carried in life's pack-
Youth, health, ambition, hope and trust but Time
And Fate, those robbers fit for any crime
- 227. The Song Of The Allies
We are the Allies of God to-day,
And the width of the earth is our right of way.
Let no man question or ask us why,
- 228. Custer: Book Second
Oh, for the power to call to aid, of mine
- 229. Song Of The Aviator
You may thrill with the speed of your thoroughbred steed,
You may laugh with delight as you ride the ocean,
You may rush afar in your touring car,
- 230. Through The Valley
(After James Thomson)
As I came through the Valley of Despair, As I came through the valley, onmy sight,
- 231. Sounds From The Baseball Field
Batter in the home place,
That was nobly done;
Try and get the first base-
- 232. Shovel And Tongs
The Poker proposed to the shovel
That they should be man and wife,
'I think,' said he, 'that we could agree
- 233. The World's Need
So many gods, so many creeds,
So many paths that wind and wind, While just the art of being kind,
- 234. When I Am Dead
When I am dead, if some chastened one
Seeing the 'item, ' or hearing it said
That my play is over and my part done
- 235. Only A Simple Rhyme
Only a simple rhyme of love and sorrow,
Where 'blisses' rhymed with 'kisses,' 'heart,' with 'dart:'
- 236. The Coming Man
Oh, not for the great departed,
Who formed our country's laws,
And not for the bravest-hearted
- 237. The London 'bobby'
A Tribute To The Policemen Of Englands Capital
Here in my cosy corner,
- 238. Thou Dost Not Know
Thou dost not know it! but to hear
One word of praise from thee,
There is no pain I would not bear,
- 239. Gracia
Nay, nay, Antonio! nay, thou shalt not blame her,
My Gracia, who hath so deserted me.
Thou art my friend, but if thou dost defame her
- 240. He That Hath Ears
'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches.'-
- 241. Introductory Verses
Oh, you who read some song that I have sung â??
What know you of the soul from whence it sprung?
- 242. Tired
I am tired to-night, and something,
The wind maybe, or the rain, Or the cry of a bird in the copse outside,
- 243. A Tumbler Of Claret
I poured out a tumbler of Claret,
Of course with intention to drink,
And, holding it up in the sunlight,
- 244. Life's Scars
They say the world is round, and yet
I often think it square,
So many little hurts we get
- 245. An Old Man To His Sleeping Young Bride
As when the old moon lighted by the tender
And radiant crescent of the new is seen, And for a moment's space suggests the splendor
- 246. "it Might Have Been"
We will be what we could be. Do not say,
"It might have been, had not this, or that, or this." No fate can keep us from the chosen way;
- 247. Only A Slight Flirtation
â??Twas just a slight flirtation,
And whereâ??s the harm, I pray, In that amusing pastime
- 248. The Island Of Endless Play
Said Willie to Tom 'Let us hie away
To the wonderful Island of Endless Play.
- 249. The Land Of Nowhere
Do you know where the summer blooms all the year 'round,
Where there never is rain on a pic-nic day?
Where the thornless rose in its beauty blows
- 250. 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,
Total 710 poems written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox