Ella Wilcox
Ella Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcoxwas an American author and poet. Her best-known work was Poems of Passion. Her most enduring work was "Solitude", which contains the lines, "Laugh, and the world laughs with you; weep, and you weep alone". Her autobiography, The Worlds and I, was published in 1918, a year before her death...
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth5 November 1850
file halls narrow pleasure room
There is room in the halls of pleasureFor a long and lordly train,But one by one we must all file onThrough the narrow aisles of pain.
creative force great majesty might universe
When the great universe was wroughtTo might and majesty from naught,The all creative force was -THOUGHT.
care mould rank
When we tell about our cause,Politicians only smile;While they mould and make our laws,What care they for rank or file?
above bells christmas faces fields hear lands loves places ringing sweet swinging vacant voices
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, we hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago, and etched on vacant places are half-forgotten faces of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know.
glad happy hours moments music ought silent
We ought to make the moments notesOf happy glad Thanksgiving;The hours and days, a silent praiseOf music we are living.
command forth though thy
Though desolateThe way may seem, command thy fate.Send forth thy thought -Create--CREATE!
cowards men sin
To sin by silence, when we should protest,Makes cowards out of men.
gifts lies pleasure taking
For here lies the pleasure of living:In taking God's bounties, and givingThe gifts back again.
love passionate
Oh! I know this truth, if I know no other,That passionate Love is Pain's own mother.
earth kinds lift people
The two kinds of people on earth that I meanAre the people who lift and the people who lean.
cannot maladies minor mortal talk worn
Talk health. The dreary, never-changing taleOf mortal maladies is worn and stale.You cannot charm, or interest, or pleaseBy harping on that minor chord, disease.
path sad talk wholly
Talk happiness. The world is sad enoughWithout your woes. No path is wholly rough.
dreaming hours idly precious sit vanished
Why sit ye idly dreaming all the day,While the golden, precious hours flit away?See you not the day is waning, waning fast?That the morn's already vanished in the past?
against chain holds independence land mighty protest therefore
Therefore I do protest against the boastOf independence in this mighty land.Call no chain strong, which holds one rusted link.Call no land free, that holds one fettered slave.