English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. An Answer (If all the year was summer-time). Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) An Answer (If all the year was summer-time) If all the year was summer-time, And all the aim of life Was just to lilt on like a rhyme – Then I would be your wife. If all the days were August days, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. My Home. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) My Home This is the place that I love the best, A little brown house, like a ground-bird’s nest, Hid among grasses, and vines, and trees, Summer retreat of the birds and bees. The tenderest light that ever […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Our Blessings. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Our Blessings Sitting to-day in the sunshine, That touched me with fingers of love, I thought of the manifold blessings God scatters on earth, from above; And they seemed, as I numbered them over, Far more than we […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Inspiration. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Inspiration Not like a daring, bold, aggressive boy, Is inspiration, eager to pursue, But rather like a maiden, fond, yet coy, Who gives herself to him who best doth woo. Once she may smile, or thrice, thy soul […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Life Is a Privilege. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Life Is a Privilege Life is a privilege. Its youthful days Shine with the radiance of continuous Mays. To live, to breathe, to wonder and desire, To feed with dreams the heart’s perpetual fire, To thrill with virtuous passions, and to […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. River and Sea (Under the light of the silver moon). Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) River and Sea (Under the light of the silver moon) Under the light of the silver moon We two sat, when our hearts were young; The night was warm with the breath of June, And loud from the meadow the cricket […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hood. A Parental Ode to My Son, Aged 3 Years and 5 months. Томас Гуд (Худ).
Thomas Hood (Томас Гуд (Худ)) A Parental Ode to My Son, Aged 3 Years and 5 months Thou happy, happy elf! (But stop,—first let me kiss away that tear—) Thou tiny image of myself! (My love, he’s poking peas into his ear!) Thou merry, laughing sprite! With spirits […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Old Times. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Old Times Friend of my youth, let us talk of old times; Of the long lost golden hours. When ”Winter” meant only Christmas chimes, And ”Summer” wreaths of flowers. Life has grown old, and cold, my friend, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Sorrow’s Uses. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Sorrow’s Uses The uses of sorrow I comprehend Better and better at each year’s end. Deeper and deeper I seem to see Why and wherefore it has to be Only after the dark, wet days Do we fully rejoice in […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Lost. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) 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 air You left me here and went away. The winds were […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Bird of Hope. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Bird of Hope Soar not too high, O bird of Hope! Because the skies are fair; The tempest may come on apace And overcome thee there. When far above the mountain tops Thou soarest, over all – If, then, the storm should […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Song of the Spirit (Too sweet and too subtle for pen or for tongue). Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Song of the Spirit (Too sweet and too subtle for pen or for tongue) Too sweet and too subtle for pen or for tongue In phrases unwritten and measures unsung, As deep and as strange as the sounds of the sea, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Advice. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Advice I must do as you do? Your own way I own Is a very good way. And still, There are sometimes two straight roads to a town, One over, one under the hill. You are treading the safe and the well-worn […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Thanksgiving (We walk on starry fields of white). Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Thanksgiving (We walk on starry fields of white) We walk on starry fields of white And do not see the daisies; For blessings common in our sight We rarely offer praises. We sigh for some supreme delight To crown our lives with splendor, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. My Ships. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) My Ships If all the ships I have at sea Should come a-sailing home to me, From sunny lands, and lands of cold, Ah well! the harbor could not hold So many sails as there would be […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Joy. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Joy My heart is like a little bird That sits and sings for very gladness. Sorrow is some forgotten word, And so, except in rhyme, is sadness. The world is very fair to me – Such azure skies, such golden […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. An Inspiration. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) An Inspiration However the battle is ended, Though proudly the victor comes With fluttering flags and prancing nags And echoing roll of drums, Still truth proclaims this motto In letters of living light,– No question is ever settled Until it is settled right. […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hood. Silence. Томас Гуд (Худ). Тишина
Thomas Hood (Томас Гуд (Худ)) Silence Sonnet There is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be, In the cold grave — under the deep, deep sea, Or in wide desert where no life is found, Which hath […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Life’s Scars. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Life’s Scars They say the world is round, and yet I often think it square, So many little hurts we get From corners here and there. But one great truth in life I’ve found, While journeying to the West- The only folks […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Love. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Love The longer I live and the more I see Of the struggle of souls towards the heights above, The stronger this truth comes home to me— That the Universe rests on the shoulders of love, A love […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. A Grey Mood. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) A Grey Mood As we hurry away to the end, my friend, Of this sad little farce called existence, We are sure that the future will bring one thing, And that is the grave in the distance. And so when our lives […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Angel or Demon. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Angel or Demon You call me an angel of love and of light, A being of goodness and heavenly fire, Sent out from God’s kingdom to guide you aright, In paths where your spirits may mount and aspire. You say that I glow […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Go Plant a Tree. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Go Plant a Tree God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, And from the sallow earth to watch it rise, Lifting its emerald branches to the skies In silent adoration; and to see Its strength […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. “It Might Have Been”. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) “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; He only might who is. We will […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Platonic. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Platonic I knew it the first of the summer, I knew it the same at the end, That you and your love were plighted, But couldn’t you be my friend? Couldn’t we sit in the twilight, Couldn’t […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. A Lovers’ Quarrel. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) A Lovers’ Quarrel We two were lovers, the Sea and I; We plighted our troth ‘neath a summer sky. And all through the riotous ardent weather We dreamed, and loved, and rejoiced together. * * * At times my lover would […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Poverty and Wealth. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Poverty and Wealth The stork flew over a town one day, And back of each wing an infant lay; One to a rich man’s home he brought, And one he left at a labourer’s cot. The rich man said, ‘My […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. A Golden Day. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) A Golden Day The subtle beauty of this day Hangs o’er me like a fairy spell, And care and grief have flown away, And every breeze sings, ”all is well.” I ask, ”Holds earth or sin, or woe?” My heart replies, ”I […]
English Poetry. Oliver Goldsmith. Epitaph on Thomas Parnell. Оливер Голдсмит. Эпитафия Томасу Парнеллу
Oliver Goldsmith (Оливер Голдсмит) Epitaph on Thomas Parnell THIS tomb, inscrib’d to gentle Parnell’s name, May speak our gratitude, but not his fame. What heart but feels his sweetly-moral lay, That leads to truth through pleasure’s flowery way! Celestial themes confess’d his tuneful aid; And Heaven, that lent […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Last Love. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Last Love The first flower of the spring is not so fair Or bright, as one the ripe midsummer brings. The first faint note the forest warbler sings Is not as rich with feeling, or so rare As […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Love Much. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) 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 primaeval cause of man. All hate is foreign […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. I Love You. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) I Love You I love your lips when they’re wet with wine And red with a wild desire; I love your eyes when the lovelight lies Lit with a passionate fire. I love your arms when the warm […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Change. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) 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 estranged One kindly feeling of that vanished day. But the bright […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Smiles. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) 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 hear you sigh; Turn a smiling face […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. A Song of Life. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) A Song of Life In the rapture of life and of living, I lift up my head and rejoice, And I thank the great Giver for giving The soul of my gladness a voice. In the glow of the glorious weather, In the […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. All Roads That Lead To God Are Good. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) * * * All roads that lead to God are good. What matters it, your faith, or mine? Both centre at the goal divine Of love’s eternal Brotherhood. The kindly life in house or street – The life of prayer and […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Going Away. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Going Away Walking to-day on the Common, I heard a stranger say To a friend who was standing near him, ’Do you know I am going away? ’ I had never seen their faces, May never see them again; […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Does It Pay?. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Does It Pay? If one poor burdened toiler o’er life’s road, Who meets us by the way, Goes on less conscious of his galling load, Then life, indeed, does pay. If we can show the troubled heart the […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Love is Enough. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) 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 old Men gave no thought to princely homes and dress. The gods who […]
English Poetry. Oliver Goldsmith. Description of an Author’s Bedchamber. Оливер Голдсмит.
Oliver Goldsmith (Оливер Голдсмит) Description of an Author’s Bedchamber WHERE the Red Lion flaring o’er the way, Invites each passing stranger that can pay; Where Calvert’s butt, and Parsons’ black champagne, Regale the drabs and bloods of Drury-lane; There in a lonely room, from bailiffs snug, The Muse […]