487. The Wheel Of The Breast Through rivers of veins on the nameless quest
The tide of my life goes hurriedly sweeping,
Till it reaches that curious wheel o' the breast,
488. A Lovers' Quarrel We two were lovers, the Sea and I;
We plighted our troth â??neath a summer sky.
489. Two Loves The woman he loved, while he dreamed of her,
Danced on till the stars grew dim,
But alone with her heart, from the world apart
490. At An Old Drawer Before this scarf was faded,
What hours of mirth it knew;
How gayly it paraded
491. Wishing Do you wish the world were better?
Let me tell you what to do:
Set a watch for your actions,
492. The Tendril—s Faith Under the snow in the dark and the cold,
A pale little sprout was humming;
Sweetly it sang, â??neath the frozen mold,
493. I, Too I saw fond lovers in that glow
That oft-times fades away too soon:
I saw and said, 'Their joy I know-
494. You Never Can Tell You never can tell when you send a word,
Like an arrow shot from a bow
By an archer blind, be it cruel or kind,
495. The Brewer's Dog The brewer's dog is abroad, boys,
Be careful where you stray,
His teeth are coated with poison,
496. Not Quite The Same Not quite the same the springtime seems to me,
Since that sad season when in separate ways
Our paths diverged. There are no more such days
497. Going Away Walking to-day on the Common,
I heard a stranger say
To a friend who was standing near him,
498. Begin The Day Begin each morning with a talk to God,
And ask for your divine inheritance
Of usefulness, contentment, and success.
499. Work For Woman Woman, sitting at your ease,
In the midst of luxuries,
Bound by chains of selfishness,
500. What Shall We Do? Here now, for evermore, our lives must part.
My path leads there, and yours another way.
What shall we do with this fond love, dear heart?
Total 702 poems written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Poem of the day
To Rose by Sara Teasdale
Rose, when I remember you,
Little lady, scarcely two,
I am suddenly aware
Of the angels in the air.
All your softly gracious ways
Make an island in my days
Where my thoughts fly back to be
Sheltered from too strong a sea.
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