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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919) was an American author and poet known for her upbeat and optimistic verses, encapsulated by her most famous line, "Laugh, and the world laughs with you; weep, and you weep alone." Her works often dealt with themes of love, positivity, and spiritual enlightenment, reflecting the sentimentality and moralism of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Among her numerous publications, "Poems of Passion" (1883) and "Poems of Pleasure" (1888) stand out as significant contributions to American literature.
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THE KINGDOM OF LOVE In the dawn of the day when the sea and the earth Reflected the sunrise above,I set forth with a heart full of courage and mirth To seek for the Kingdom of Love.I asked of a Poet I met on the way Which cross-road would lead me aright;And he said “Follow me, and ere long you shall see Its glittering turrets of light.” And soon in the distance a city shone...
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o not begin the new year by recounting to yourself or others all your losses and sorrows. Let the past go. Should some good friend present you with material for a lovely garment, would you insult her by throwing it aside and describing the beautiful garments you had worn out in past times? The new year has given you the fabric for a fresh start in life, why dwell upon the events which have gone, the...
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AN OLD HEART How young I am! Ah! heaven, this curse of youth Doth mock me from my mirror with great eyes,And pulsing veins repeat the unwelcome truth, That I must live, though hope within me dies. So young, and yet I have had all of life. Why, men have lived to see a hundred years,Who have not known the rapture, joy, and strife Of my brief youth, its passion and its tears. Oh! what...
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High Noon Time's finger on the dial of my lifePoints to high noon! and yet the half-spent dayLeaves less than half remaining, for the dark,Bleak shadows of the grave engulf the end. To those who burn the candle to the stick,The sputtering socket yields but little light.Long life is sadder than an early death.We cannot count on raveled threads of ageWhereof to weave a fabric. We must useThe warp...
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To Mr. Ray Gilbert Late Student, Aged Twenty-three Were you an older man, my dear Ray, your letter would be consigned to the flames unanswered, and our friendship would become constrained and formal, if it did not end utterly. But knowing you to be so many years my junior, and so slightly acquainted with yourself or womankind, I am going to be the friend you need, instead of the misfortune you invite....
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MAURINE PART I.I sat and sewed, and sang some tender tune,Oh, beauteous was that morn in early June!Mellow with sunlight, and with blossoms fair:The climbing roseÐÑвâ¬вÐÂtree grew about me there,And checked with shade the sunny porticoWhere, morns like this, I came to read, or sew. I heard the gate click, and a firm quick treadUpon the walk. No need to turn my head;I would...
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THREE WOMEN My love is young, so young;Young is her cheek, and her throat,And life is a song to be sungWith love the word for each note. Young is her cheek and her throat;Her eyes have the smile o' May.And love is the word for each noteIn the song of my life to-day. Her eyes have the smile o' May;Her heart is the heart of a dove,And the song of my life to-dayIs love, beautiful love. Her heart...
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