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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Morning Prayer

Let me to-day do something that shall take
     A little sadness from the world’s vast store,
And may I be so favoured as to make
     Of joy’s too scanty sum a little more
Let me not hurt, by any selfish deed
     Or thoughtless word, the heart of foe or friend;
Nor would I pass, unseeing, worthy need,
     Or sin by silence when I should defend.
However meagre be my worldly wealth,
     Let me give something that shall aid my kind—
A word of courage, or a thought of health,
     Dropped as I pass for troubled hearts to find.
Let me to-night look back across the span
     ’Twixt dawn and dark, and to my conscience say—
Because of some good act to beast or man—
     “The world is better that I lived to-day.”

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Autres oeuvres par Ella Wheeler Wilcox...
Through the Valley

(After James Thomson) As I came through the Valley of… As I came through the valley, onm… More awful that the darkness of th… Shone glimpses of a Past that had…
Come Back Clean

This is the song for a soldier To sing as he rides from home To the fields afar where the battl… Or over the ocean’s foam: ‘Whatever the dangers waiting
Reunited

Let us begin, dear love, where we… Tie up the broken threads of that… And go on happy as before; and see… Lovers again, though all the world… Let us forget the graves, which li…
The Kingdom of Love

In the dawn of the day, when the s… Reflected the sunrise above, I set forth, with a heart full of… To seek for the Kingdom of Love. I asked of a Poet I met on the wa…
The Barbarous Chief

There was a kingdom known as the… A kingdom vast as fair, And the brave king, Brain, had th… In royal splendor there. Oh! that was a beautiful, beautifu…
The Song of the Sandwich

We met at night in the season’s hight… Mid revel and mirth and song. I looked in your eye with a mute,… As you elbowed your way through th…
The Creed to Be

Our thoughts are moulding unmade s… And, like a blessing or a curse, They thunder down the formless yea… And ring throughout the universe. We build our futures by the shape
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Dear Motherland of France

DEDICATED TO THE MEN… Our Motherland, dear Motherland, The source of beauty and of Art, Who but thy children understand The love which permeates each hear…
The Duet

I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the tenor McKe… Were singing together a blithe due… And days it were better I should… Came suddenly back to me,
Attainment

Use all your hidden forces. Do not miss the purpose of this li… and do not wait for circumstance to mold or change your fate. In your own self lies destiny.
At the Window

Every morning, as I walk down From my dreary lodgings, toward th… I see at a window, near the street… The face of a woman, fair and swee… With soft brown eyes and chestnut…
Possession

That which we had we still possess… Though leaves may drop and stars m… No circumstance can make it less Or take it from us, all in all. That which is lost we did not own;
Hermia and Lysander., by John Simmons (painter)
The Common Lot

It is a common fate—a woman’s lot— To waste on one the riches of her… Who takes the wealth she gives him… Repay the interest, and much less… As I look up into your eyes and w…
Earnestness

The hurry of the times affects us… In this swift rushing hour, we cro… And thrust each other backward as… And do not pause to lay sufficient… Upon that good, strong, true word,…
The Poor Little Toe

I am all tired out, said the mouth… I am all tired out with talk. Just wait, said the knee, till you… And then have to walk-walk-walk. My work, said the hand, is the har…



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