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Bird Of Hope - Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Soar not too high, O bird of Hope!
Because the skies are fair;
The tempest may come on apace
And overcome thee there.

When far above the mountain tops
Thou soarest, over all –
If, then, the storm should press thee back,
How great would be thy fall!

And thou wouldst lie here at my feet,
A poor and lifeless thing, -
A torn and bleeding birdling,
With limp and broken wing.

Sing not too loud, O bird of Hope!
Because the day is bright;
The sunshine cannot always last –
The morn precedes the night.

And if thy song is of the day,
Then when the day grows dim,
Forlorn and voiceless thou wouldst sit
Among the shadows grim.

Oh! I would have thee soar and sing,
But not too high, or loud,
Remembering that day meets night –
The brilliant sun the cloud.

Comments about Bird Of Hope by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • Shaun Cronick 5/8/2020 4:42:00 PM

    A little bit of wise caution advised here and there, such is life. Reply

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  • Alexandra Wells 1/27/2020 4:44:00 PM

    lovely poem, read out on Burns night. Reply

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    til I saw the check 4 $8501, I didnt believe...that...my mom in-law realy erning money in there spare time on there computar.. there mums best friend started doing this 4 only nine months and just now paid the loans on their cottage and got Car. we looked here.................................................www.geosalary.com Reply

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  • Carmina Abrenica 6/16/2018 8:18:00 AM

    A masterpiece with a heartfelt message... Reply

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  • Kishor Kumar Mishra 10/17/2017 9:23:00 PM

    Soar not too high, O bird of Hope!
    Because the skies are fair;
    The tempest may come on apace
    And overcome thee there - - These initial lines tells that the hopes must have a limit. Too much hope may bring despire.
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  • Shankaran Kutty 3/23/2016 11:46:00 PM

    Brilliant poem.. So lyrical.. Reply

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 3/11/2015 11:40:00 PM

    An awesome poem on hope. Reply

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 3/11/2015 11:40:00 PM

    An awesome poem on hope. Reply

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 3/11/2015 11:40:00 PM

    An awesome poem on hope. Reply

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