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
fair lost pages record remain smiles turn waste white
Waste no tearsUpon the blotted record of lost years,But turn the leaf, and smile, oh! smile, to seeThe fair white pages that remain for thee.
dark endless joy leads light today
The dark today leads into light tomorrow; There is no endless joy, ...and yet no endless sorrow.
love sorrows souls waters
Our souls should be vessels receivingThe waters of love for relievingThe sorrows of men.
gate goes golden heart memory walks
Back on its golden hingesThe gate of Memory swings,And my heart goes into the gardenAnd walks with the olden things.
changing content door four seasons thousands wandering ways
The year's four changing seasons broughtTo her own door what thousands soughtIn wandering ways and did not find -Diversion and content of mind.
gives wide
This is the way of it, wide world over,One is beloved, and one is the lover,One gives and the other receives.
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.
helps man succeed
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,But no man can help you die.
call choosing led needs souls
Some souls there are that needs must tasteOf wrong, ere choosing right;We should not call those years a wasteWhich led us to the light.
baby bought dearly echo rode sorrow white
Somebody's sorrow is making me weep:I know not her name, but I echo her cry,For the dearly bought baby she longed so to keep,The baby that rode to its long-lasting sleepIn the little white hearse that went rumbling by.
brief hundred known lived men passion
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 strifeOf my brief youth, its passion and its tears.
along pass remember scatter seeds wish
Do you wish the world were happy?Then remember day by dayJust to scatter seeds of kindnessAs you pass along the way. . . .
straight watch wish
Do you wish the world were better?Let me tell you what to do.Set a watch upon your actions,Keep them always straight and true.
answer dreams flowers growing idle pass ruin shall
Then arise, O idle dreamer! Dreams are sweet,But better flowers are growing at your feet.If you crush, or pass unheeding, idle friend,You shall answer for their ruin in the end.