Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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

The Year - Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That's not been said a thousand times?

The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.

We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.

We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.

We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that's the burden of a year.

Comments about The Year by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (1/1/2017 11:50:00 PM)

    Nice one++++++++++++ thanks for sharing++++++++++ (Report) Reply

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  • Tatiana Berdennikova (1/1/2017 6:36:00 PM)

    The Year
    A beautiful poem about the cycle of life and death. (Report) Reply

  • Seamus O' Brian (1/1/2017 5:54:00 PM)

    There is nothing new under the sun. We just ask for grace for another year. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (1/1/2017 1:44:00 PM)

    Extraordinary poem by an extraordinary poet. There are multiple truths about life and this is one of them.... a particularly evocative one. (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (1/1/2017 6:59:00 AM)

    The routine of a year. The future is similar to the past. Very nice poem with a nice flow and sweet rhyme. (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (1/1/2017 5:12:00 AM)

    tom allport
    it is what we do? we experience the years and we live the best we can. (Report) Reply

  • Amar Agarwala (1/1/2017 2:33:00 AM)

    Just loved the rhyme of this one... and the message is pure wisdom! (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (1/1/2017 2:18:00 AM)

    We laugh!
    We weep! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (1/1/2017 1:19:00 AM)

    What a beautiful overview of the year- past or present. Thanks for sharing.
    The new years come, the old years go,
    We know we dream, we dream we know.
    (Report) Reply

  • Ravi A (1/1/2017 1:15:00 AM)

    Fine thoughts
    Well rhyming verses with something for our thoughts. The poem reinforces the idea that years, though they may seem to be new, practically bring the cycle of life on the same age old track. Well said. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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