Great poems

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Realisation

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Hers was a lonely, shadowed lot;
Or so the unperceiving thought,
Who looked no deeper than her face,
Devoid of chiselled lines of grace –
No farther than her humble grate,
And wondered how she bore her fate.

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Noblesse Oblige

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

I hold it the duty of one who is gifted
And specially dowered I all men’s sight,
To know no rest till his life is lifted
Fully up to his great gifts’ height.

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Resolve

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Build on resolve, and not upon regret,
The structure of thy future. Do not grope
Among the shadows of old sins, but let
Thine own soul’s light shine on the path of hope

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In the Long Run

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

In the long run fame finds the deserving man.
The lucky wight may prosper for a day,
But in good time true merit leads the van,
And vain pretense, unnoticed, goes its way.

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A Waif

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

My soul is like a poor caged bird to-night,
Beating its wings against the prison bars,
Longing to reach the outer world of light,
And, all untrammelled, soar among the stars.

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Coleur de Rose

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

I want more lives in which to love
This world so full of beauty,
I want more days to use the ways
I know of doing duty;

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Philosophy

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

At morn the wise man walked abroad,
Proud with the learning of great fools.
He laughed and said, ‘There is no God –
‘Tis force creates, ‘tis reason rules.’

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Carlos

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Last night I knelt low at my lady’s feet.
One soft, caressing hand played with my hair,
And one I kissed and fondled. Kneeling there,
I deemed my meed of happiness complete.

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Completion

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

When I shall meet God’s generous dispensers
Of all the riches in the heavenly store,
Those lesser gods, who act as Recompensers
For loneliness and loss upon this shore,

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Contrasts

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

I see the tall church steeples,
They reach so far, so far,
But the eyes of my heart see the world’s great mart,
Where the starving people are.

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Little Queen

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

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?

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Kingdom of Love

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

In the dawn of the day when the sea and the earth
Reflected the sunrise above,
I set forth with a heart full of courage and mirth
To seek for the Kingdom of Love.

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I Told You

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

I told you the winter would go, love,
I told you the winter would go,
That he'd flee in shame when the south wind came,
And you smiled when I told you so.

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Limitless

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

There is nothing, I hold, in the way of work
That a human being may not achieve
If he does not falter, or shrink, or shirk,
And more than all, if he will believe.

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Custer

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

BOOK FIRST.I.ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy.
Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy
To sing of deeds as dauntless and as brave
As e'er lent luster to a warrior's grave.

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Love Song

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Once in the world’s first prime,
When nothing lived or stirred,
Nothing but new-born Time,
Nor was there even a bird –

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At Bay

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Wife
Reach out your arms, and hold me close and fast.
Tell me there are no memories of your past
That mar this love of ours, so great, so vast.

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Artist's Life

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Of all the waltzes the great Strauss wrote,
mad with melody, rhythm--rife
From the very first to the final note,
Give me his "Artist's Life!"

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Settle The Question Right

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

However the battle is ended,
Though proudly the victor comes,
With flaunting flags and neighing nags
And echoing roll of drums;

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I Am

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Am
I know not whence I came,
I know not whither I go;
But the fact stands clear that I am here