Poems by Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Isaura
... And what way Can life be seasoned after love doth pall ...
That's The Way
... Tiny blades push through the snow ...
Mockery
... Why do we pierce the warm hearts, sin or sorrow, ...
Rangoon
... Under sun-burst-hued umbrellas through the town ...
Songs Of A Country Home
... III When roses die, in languid August days, ...
What shall we do?
... What shall we do with this fond love, dear heart ...
Breaking The Day In Two
... When the winds have sung themselves into a swoon, ...
Song Of The Wheelman
... A bird to her mate has flown swift thro' the gloaming, ...
Passing The Buck
... Oh! whether you cook, or whether you fight, ...
Ad Finem
... To know for an hour you where mine completely--- ...
The Tiger
... "How calm," he said, "that splendid creature lies! ...
Shovel And Tongs
... And it seemed too bad that the Poker, poor lad, ...
The Meeting Of The Centuries
... and Wrong Builds Right's foundation, when it grows too strong ...
God Rules Alway
... ) Oh, when he knows this truth in all its splendour, ...
Sweet Danger
... The wild beast quails 'neath the strong man's eye, ...
