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
breaks earth endless goes heart learns life rise sad sun
This is the way of it, sad earth over,The heart that breaks is the heart of the lover,And the other learns to forget.For what is the use of endless sorrow?Though the sun goes down, it will rise to-morrow;And life is not over yet.
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.
moments till wasted work zeal
If you work with zeal and ardor till the night,You can only make the wasted moments right.
god great immortal life miracles toward
But to the tireless toiler toward the goal,Shall the great miracles of God be knownAnd life revealed, immortal and divine.
life mortal wakes
If there be mortal without love,He wakes to no new life above.
attainment direction hinder seeking skill willing work
If you are seeking health, wealth, usefulness, skill in any direction, there is nothing and no one who can hinder your attainment of the coveted boon, if you are willing to work and wait.
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!
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?
cowards men sin
To sin by silence, when we should protest,Makes cowards out of men.