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").

Song Of The Rail

Oh, an ugly thing is an iron rail,Black, with its face to the dust.But it carries a message where winged things fail;It crosses the mountains, and..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Song Of America

And now, when poets are singingTheir songs of olden days,And now, when the land is ringingWith sweet Centennial lays,My muse goes wandering..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Solitude

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone.For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.Sing, and..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

So Long In Coming

When shall I hear the thrushes sing,And see their graceful, round throats swelling?When shall I watch the bluebirds bringThe straws and twiglets for..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Smoke

Last summer, lazing by the sea,I met a most entrancing creature,Her black eyes quite bewildered me---She had a Spanish cast of feature.She often..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Smiles

Smile a little, smile a little,As you go along,Not alone when life is pleasant,But when things go wrong.Care delights to see you frowning,Loves to..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Slain

Hollow a grave where the willows wave,And lay him under the grasses,Where the pitying breeze bloweth up from the seas,And murmurs a chant as it..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Sing To Me

Sing to me! Something of sunlight and bloom,I am so compassed with sorrow and gloom,I am so sick with the world’s noisse and strife, -Sing of the..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Sign-Board

I will paint you a sign, rumseller,And hang it above your door;A truer and better signboardThan ever you had before.I will paint with the skill of a..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Show Me The Way

Show me the way that leads to the true life.I do not care what tempests may assail me,I shall be given courage for the strife;I know my strength will..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Shovel And Tongs

The Poker proposed to the shovelThat they should be man and wife,'I think,' said he, 'that we could agreeAs we journey along through life.'The Shovel..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Settle The Question Right

However the battle is ended,Though proudly the victor comes,With flaunting flags and neighing nagsAnd echoing roll of drums;Still truth proclaims..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Sestina

I wandered o'er the vast green plains of youth,And searched for Pleasure. On a distant heightFame's silhouette stood sharp against the skies.Beyond..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Seeking For Happiness

Seeking for happiness we must go slowly;The road leads not down avenues of haste;But often gently winds through by ways lowly,Whose hidden pleasures..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Searching

These quiet Autumn days,My soul, like Noah's dove, on airy wingsGoes out and searches for the hidden thingsBeyond the hills of haze.With mournful..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Science

Alone I climb the steep ascending pathWhich leads to knowledge. In the babbling throngsThat hurry after, shouting to the worldSmall fragments of..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Robin's Mistake

What do you think Red RobinFound by a mow of hay?Why, a flask brimful of liquor,That the mowers brought that dayTo slake their thirst in the..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

River And Sea

Under the light of the silver moonWe two sat, when our hearts were young;The night was warm with the breath of June,And loud from the meadow the..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Rich And Poor

By the castle-gate my lady stands,Viewing broad acres and spreading lands.Hill and valley and mead and plainAre all her own, with their wealth of..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Reunited

Let us begin, dear love, where we left off;Tie up the broken threads of that old dream;And go on happy as before; and seemLovers again, though all..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Response

I said this morning, as I leaned and threwMy shutters open to the Spring's surprise,'Tell me, O Earth, how is it that in youYear after year the same..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Resolve

Build on resolve, and not upon regret,The structure of thy future. Do not gropeAmong the shadows of old sins, but letThine own soul’s light shine on..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Regret

There is a haunting phantom called Regret,A shadowy creature robed somewhat like woe,But fairer in the face, whom all men knowBy her said mien, and..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Refuted

‘Anticipation is sweeter than realisation.’It may be, yet I have not found it so.In those first golden dreams of future fameI did not find such..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox