Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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

Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems

201. Brotherhood 4/2/2010
202. Camp Followers 4/2/2010
203. Song Of The Wheelman 4/2/2010
204. But One 4/2/2010
205. Grandpa's Christmas 4/2/2010
206. The Way Of It 5/25/2003
207. The Masquerade 5/26/2003
208. The Beautiful Blue Danube 5/23/2003
209. Mother's Kisses 4/2/2010
210. How Salvator Won 4/2/2010
211. Canada 4/2/2010
212. Dream Town 4/2/2010
213. Sorrow's Uses 6/3/2003
214. Clara Morris (Written For A Benefit Given Mrs. Morris) 4/2/2010
215. Breaking The Day In Two 4/2/2010
216. Guilo 4/2/2010
217. He That Hath Ears 4/2/2010
218. God Rules Alway 4/2/2010
219. Song Of The Rail 4/2/2010
220. In Grandmamma's Kitchen 4/2/2010
221. Certitude 4/2/2010
222. Dorothy D. 4/2/2010
223. Haunted 4/2/2010
224. God's Work 4/2/2010
225. In Memoriam 4/2/2010
226. Memory's Mansion 4/2/2010
227. Gracia 4/2/2010
228. Warned 4/2/2010
229. Work For Woman 4/2/2010
230. Ernestness 4/2/2010
231. Come Back Clean 4/2/2010
232. Karma 4/2/2010
233. Let Them Go 4/2/2010
234. Custer: Book Third 4/2/2010
235. Good Templars' Song 4/2/2010
236. In India's Dreamy Land 4/2/2010
237. What I Have Seen #4 4/2/2010
238. What Is Flirtation? 4/2/2010
239. The Yellow-Covered Almanac 5/31/2003
240. How Is It? 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

Delilah

In the midnight of darkness and terror,
When I would grope nearer to God,
With my back to a record of error
And the highway of sin I have trod,
There comes to me shapes I would banish –
The shapes of the deeds I have done;
And I pray and I plead till they vanish –
All vanish and leave me, save one.

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