Ella Wheeler Wilcox

(5 November 1850 - 30 October 1919 / Johnstown Center / Rock County / Wisconsin)

Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems

1. National Anniversay Ode 4/2/2010
2. One Woman's History 4/2/2010
3. One Woman's Memory 4/2/2010
4. Out Of The Depths: Written After The Reformation Of A Brilliant And Talented Man 4/2/2010
5. Origin Of The Liquor Dealer 4/2/2010
6. Our Atlas 4/2/2010
7. The Ah Goo Tongue 4/2/2010
8. The Barbarous Chief 4/2/2010
9. The Camp Fire 4/2/2010
10. The Coquette 4/2/2010
11. The Creed 4/2/2010
12. The Discontented Manicure Scissors 4/2/2010
13. The Falling Of Thrones 4/2/2010
14. The Lady And The Dame 4/2/2010
15. The Little Lady Of The Bullock Cart 4/2/2010
16. The Lodge-Room 4/2/2010
17. The Same Old Strain 4/2/2010
18. The Song Of The Allies 4/2/2010
19. The Song Of The Sandwich 4/2/2010
20. The Spirit Of Great Joan 4/2/2010
21. The Summer Girl 4/2/2010
22. The Swan Of Dijon 4/2/2010
23. The Two Armies 4/2/2010
24. The Valley Of Fear 4/2/2010
25. Theory And Practice 4/2/2010
26. They Shall Not Win 4/2/2010
27. Three Souls 4/2/2010
28. Pain's Proof 4/9/2015
29. Twin-Born 8/10/2015
30. The Story Of Grumble Tone 4/2/2010
31. The Squanderer 4/2/2010
32. The Messenger 4/2/2010
33. The Muse And The Poet 4/2/2010
34. The Jealous Gods 4/2/2010
35. The Foolish Elm 4/2/2010
36. The Girl Of The U.S.A. 4/2/2010
37. The Hen's Complaint 4/2/2010
38. The Cry Of The People 4/2/2010
39. The Coming Man 4/2/2010
40. The Brewer's Dog 4/2/2010
Best Poem of Ella Wheeler Wilcox


Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink...

Read the full of Solitude

Love's Coming

She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's call;
But he came instead with a stealthy tread,
Which she did not hear at all.

She had thought how his armor would blaze in the sun,
As he rode like a prince to claim his bride:
In the sweet dim light of the falling night
She found him at her side.

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