Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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

Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems

361. A Mother's Wail 4/2/2010
362. When 5/18/2003
363. Music In The Flat 6/3/2003
364. Recompense 5/26/2003
365. Smoke 1/3/2003
366. Preparation 6/4/2003
367. Acquaintance 4/2/2010
368. Three-Fold 5/18/2003
369. My Comrade 1/3/2003
370. Guerdon 5/26/2003
371. Will 4/2/2010
372. Our Blessings 5/18/2003
373. One Of Us Two 5/25/2003
374. Not Quite The Same 5/31/2003
375. Thy Ship 6/3/2003
376. The Little White Hearse 5/31/2003
377. Only Dreams 5/19/2003
378. Possession 1/3/2003
379. Beppo 5/31/2003
380. What We Want 1/3/2003
381. High Noon 6/3/2003
382. The Traveller 5/26/2003
383. River And Sea 5/18/2003
384. Sing To Me 5/19/2003
385. Resolve 5/23/2003
386. At The Hop 5/31/2003
387. Two Nights 6/4/2003
388. Warning 5/26/2003
389. Completion 5/26/2003
390. Leudeman's-On-The-River 1/3/2003
391. Lines From 1/3/2003
392. Finis 5/18/2003
393. Through The Valley 5/31/2003
394. What Shall We Do? 5/31/2003
395. Earthly Pride 6/3/2003
396. By-And-Bye 5/26/2003
397. Does It Pay? 5/26/2003
398. Uncontrolled 6/3/2003
399. Fading 5/19/2003
400. A Picture 4/2/2010

Comments about Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • Anong All (5/28/2004 2:29:00 AM)

    Hi.., I read your po'em; 'Which are You? '....And I wanted to share with you, that I do not believe I am either..., type of person you, maybe describing within your po'em.
    Is the glass half-full.., or half-empty..., My opinion..., maybe it is balanced.
    I enjoyed the reading of your po'em. I found it very much to my liking. Good day

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Best Poem of Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Solitude

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

A Waltz-Quadrille

The band was playing a waltz-quadrille,
I felt as light as a wind-blown feather,
As we floated away, at the caller’s will,
Through the intricate, mazy dance together.
Like mimic armies our lines were meeting,
Slowly advancing, and then retreating,
All decked in their bright array;
And back and forth to the music’s rhyme
We moved together, and all the time

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