Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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

Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems

241. What I Have Seen #4 4/2/2010
242. What Is Flirtation? 4/2/2010
243. The Yellow-Covered Almanac 5/31/2003
244. How Is It? 4/2/2010
245. Discredited 4/2/2010
246. East And West 4/2/2010
247. Bedlam Town 4/2/2010
248. False 4/2/2010
249. Dell And I 4/2/2010
250. Custer: Book Second 4/2/2010
251. Good-By To The Cradle 4/2/2010
252. In The Cup 4/2/2010
253. Wild Oats 4/2/2010
254. I, Too 4/2/2010
255. Forbidden Speech 4/2/2010
256. Words From The Wind 4/2/2010
257. Time's Defeat 4/2/2010
258. Song Of The Aviator 4/2/2010
259. Is It Best? 4/2/2010
260. Forward 4/2/2010
261. Death Of Labour 4/2/2010
262. Don'T Tease The Lion 4/2/2010
263. Over The Alley 5/18/2003
264. Vanity Fair 4/2/2010
265. Widows 4/2/2010
266. Don'T Drink 4/2/2010
267. Perished 5/19/2003
268. The Old Moon In The New Moon's Arms 5/18/2003
269. Curious Story 4/2/2010
270. Be Not Dismayed 4/2/2010
271. Why The Daisies Are Not All White 4/2/2010
272. Camouflage 4/2/2010
273. Noblesse Oblige 5/26/2003
274. Drouth 4/2/2010
275. Five Little Toes At Night 4/2/2010
276. Floods 4/2/2010
277. Long Ago 4/2/2010
278. My Friend 4/2/2010
279. Isaura 4/2/2010
280. If I Should Die 4/2/2010
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...

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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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