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").

Love Will Wane

When your love begins to wane,Spare me from the cruel painOf all speech that tells me so -Spare me words, for I shall know,By the half-averted..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Thyself Last

Love thyself last. Look near, behold thy dutyTo those who walk beside thee down life’s road;Make glad their days by little acts of beauty,And help..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Song

Once in the world’s first prime,When nothing lived or stirred,Nothing but new-born Time,Nor was there even a bird –The Silence spoke to a Star,But do..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Much

Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it.Cast sweets into its cup whene’er you can.No heart so hard, but love at last may win it.Love is the great..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Is Enough

Love is enough. Let us not ask for gold.Wealth breeds false aims, and pride and selfishness;In those serene, Arcadian days of oldMen gave no thought..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love

The longer I live and the more I seeOf the struggle of souls towards the heights above,The stronger this truth comes home to me---That the Universe..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Lost

You left me with the autumn time;When the winter stripped the forest bare,Then dressed it in his spotless rime;When frosts were lurking in the airYou..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Long Ago

I loved a maiden, long ago,She held within her hand my fate;And in the ruddy sunset glowWe lingered at the garden gate.The splendor of the western..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Little Queen

Do you remember the name I wore –The old pet-name of Little Queen –In the dear, dead days that are no more,The happiest days of our lives, I ween?For..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Little Kids

'Little kids,' you call usAs we are at play.You were little childrenJust the other day.Now to-morrow nears us,Soon we too shall standMen and women..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Listen!

Whoever you are as you read this,Whatever your trouble or grief,I want you to know and to heed this:The day draweth near with relief.No sorrow, no..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Lines On H---'s Foot

It may be you've seen her eyes,Dark and deep like midnight skies;You mayhap have seen them flashUnderneath the drooping lash,And been dazzled by the..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Lines From

I'd rather have my verses winA place in common people's hearts,Who, toiling through the strife and dinOf life's great thoroughfares, and marts,May..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Limitless

There is nothing, I hold, in the way of workThat a human being may not achieveIf he does not falter, or shrink, or shirk,And more than all, if he..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Life's Scars

They say the world is round, and yetI often think it square,So many little hurts we getFrom corners here and there.But one great truth in life I've..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Life's Lesson Book

Life is a ponderous lesson-book, and FateThe teacher. When I came to love's fair leafMy teacher turned the page and bade me wait.'Learn first,' she..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Life's Harmonies

Let no man pray that he know not sorrow,Let no soul ask to be free from pain,For the gall of to-day is the sweet of to-morrow,And the moment's loss..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Life Is Too Short

Life is too short for any vain regretting;Let dead delight bury its dead, I say,And let us go upon our way forgettingThe joys and sorrows of each..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Life Is A Privilege

Life is a privilege. Its youthful daysShine with the radiance of continuous Mays.To live, to breathe, to wonder and desire,To feed with dreams the..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Life

All in the dark we grope along,And if we go amissWe learn at least which path is wrong,And there is gain in this.We do not always win the race,By..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Leudeman's-On-The-River

Toward even when the day leans down,To kiss the upturned face of night,Out just beyond the loud-voiced townI know a spot of calm delight.Like crimson..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Let Them Go

Let the dream go. Are there not other dreamsIn vastness of clouds hid from thy sightThat yet shall gild with beautiful gold gleams,And shoot the..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Let Me Lean Hard

Let me lean hard upon the Eternal Breast;In all earth's devious ways, I sought for restAnd found it not. I will be strong, said I,And lean upon..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Lay It Away

We will lay our summer away, my friend,So tenderly lay it away.It was bright and sweet to the very end,Like one long, golden day.Nothing sweeter..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Last Love

The first flower of the spring is not so fairOr bright, as one the ripe midsummer brings.The first faint note the forest warbler singsIs not as rich..

© Ella Wheeler Wilcox