Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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

Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems

481. Two Sunsets 1/3/2003
482. After The Engagement 1/3/2003
483. Moon And Sea 5/20/2003
484. Attraction 5/31/2003
485. Love 1/3/2003
486. Two Women 5/31/2003
487. In The Garden 5/18/2003
488. Begin The Day 5/26/2003
489. To Men 5/18/2003
490. The Two Glasses 1/3/2003
491. A Glass Of Wine 4/2/2010
492. Womanhood 5/26/2003
493. If 1/3/2003
494. Limitless 5/18/2003
495. Morning Prayer 5/26/2003
496. Worldly Wisdom 5/19/2003
497. Time Enough 5/26/2003
498. Life 1/3/2003
499. I Will Be Worthy Of It 5/23/2003
500. An Old Man To His Sleeping Young Bride 6/4/2003
501. Life Is A Privilege 5/26/2003
502. An Inspiration 6/4/2003
503. Answered Prayers 5/25/2003
504. All Roads That Lead To God Are Good 5/31/2003
505. It All Will Come Out Right 5/31/2003
506. Art And Love 5/18/2003
507. When You Go Away 1/3/2003
508. I Told You 5/18/2003
509. Wishing 5/26/2003
510. Individuality 5/23/2003
511. Woman 5/26/2003
512. A Waltz-Quadrille 5/23/2003
513. Love Is Enough 1/3/2003
514. A Waif 5/18/2003
515. Are You Loving Enough? 1/3/2003
516. Woman And War 5/25/2003
517. Life's Harmonies 1/3/2003
518. Advice 1/3/2003
519. Love's Coming 1/3/2003
520. Two Loves 5/25/2003

Comments about Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • Esther Von Reiche (1/22/2010 3:39:00 AM)

    Ella Wheeler Wilcox - I don't tire of reading her poetry. Somehow it reaches a part of my soul where nothing else has access.

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  • 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

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

Morning Prayer

Let me to-day do something that shall take
A little sadness from the world’s vast store,
And may I be so favoured as to make
Of joy’s too scanty sum a little more.
Let me not hurt, by any selfish deed
Or thoughtless word, the heart of foe or friend;
Nor would I pass, unseeing, worthy need,
Or sin by silence when I should defend.
However meagre be my worldly wealth,

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