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    Poems of Power

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    Release dateNov 27, 2013

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      Title: Poems of Power

      Author: Ella Wheeler Wilcox

      Release Date: October, 2004 [EBook #6667]

      [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule]

      [This file was first posted on January 10, 2003]

      Edition: 10

      Language: English

      Transcribed from the 1918 Gay and Hancock edition by David Price, email ccx074@coventry.ac.uk

      POEMS OF POWER

      Contents:

         Note

         The Queen’s last ride

         The Meeting of the Centuries

         Death has Crowned him a Martyr

         Grief

         Illusion

         Assertion

         I Am

         Wishing

         We two

         The Poet’s Theme

         Song of the Spirit

         Womanhood

         Morning Prayer

         The Voices of the People

         The World grows Better

         A Man’s Ideal

         The Fire Brigade

         The Tides

         When the Regiment came back

         Woman to Man

         The Traveller

         The Earth

         Now

         You and To-day

         The Reason

         Mission

         Repetition

         Begin the Day

         Words

         Fate and I

         Attainment

         A Plea to Peace

         Presumption

         High Noon

         Thought-magnets

         Smiles

         The Undiscovered Country

         The Universal Route

         Unanswered Prayers

         Thanksgiving

         Contrasts

         Thy Ship

         Life

         A Marine Etching

         Love Thyself Last

         Christmas Fancies

         The River

         Sorry

         Ambition’s trail

         Uncontrolled

         Will

         To an Astrologer

         The Tendril’s Fate

         The Times

         The Question

         Sorrow’s Uses

         If

         Which are you?

         The Creed to be

         Inspiration

         The Wish

         Three Friends

         You never can tell

         Here and now

         Unconquered

         All that love asks

         Does it pay?

         Sestina

         The Optimist

         The Pessimist

         An Inspiration

         Life’s Harmonies

         Preparation

         Gethsemane

         God’s Measure

         Noblesse Oblige

         Through Tears

         What we Need

         Plea to Science

         Respite

         Song

         My Ships

         Her Love

         If

         Love’s burial

         Love is enough

         Life is a Privilege

         Insight

         A Woman’s Answer

         The World’s Need

      NOTE

      The final word in the title of this volume refers to the DIVINE POWER in every human being, the recognition of which is the secret to all success and happiness.  It is this idea which many of the verses endeavour to illustrate.

      E. W. W.

      THE QUEEN’S LAST RIDE

      (Written on the day of Queen Victoria’s funeral)

      The Queen is taking a drive to-day,

      They have hung with purple the carriage-way,

      They have dressed with purple the royal track

      Where the Queen goes forth and never comes back.

      Let no man labour as she goes by

      On her last appearance to mortal eye:

      With heads uncovered let all men wait

      For the Queen to pass, in her regal state.

      Army and Navy shall lead the way

      For that wonderful coach of the Queen’s to-day.

      Kings and Princes and Lords of the land

      Shall ride behind her, a humble band;

      And over the city and over the world

      Shall the Flags of all Nations be half-mast-furled,

      For the silent lady of royal birth

      Who is riding away from the Courts of earth,

      Riding away from the world’s unrest

      To a mystical goal, on a secret quest.

      Though in royal splendour she drives through town,

      Her robes are simple, she wears no crown:

      And yet she wears one, for, widowed no more,

      She is crowned with the love that has gone before,

      And crowned with the love she has left behind

      In the hidden depths of each mourner’s mind.

      Bow low your heads - lift your hearts on high -

      The Queen in silence is driving by!

      THE MEETING OF THE CENTURIES

      A curious vision on mine eyes unfurled

         In the deep night.  I saw, or seemed to see,

         Two Centuries meet, and sit down vis-à-vis

      Across the great round table of the world:

      One with suggested sorrows in his mien,

         And on his brow the furrowed lines of thought;

         And one whose glad expectant presence brought

      A glow and radiance from the realms unseen.

      Hand clasped with hand, in silence for a space

         The Centuries sat; the sad old eyes of one

         (As grave paternal eyes regard a son)

      Gazing upon that other eager face.

      And then a voice, as cadenceless and gray

         As the sea’s monody in winter time,

         Mingled with tones melodious, as the chime

      Of bird choirs, singing in the dawns of May.

      THE OLD CENTURY SPEAKS

      By you, Hope stands.  With me, Experience walks.

      Like a fair jewel in a faded box,

      In my tear-rusted heart, sweet Pity lies.

      For all the dreams that look forth from your eyes,

      And those bright-hued ambitions, which I know

      Must fall like leaves and perish, in Time’s snow,

      (Even as my soul’s garden stands bereft,)

      I give you pity! ’tis the one gift left.

      THE NEW CENTURY

      Nay, nay, good friend! not pity, but Godspeed,

      Here in the morning of my life I need.

      Counsel, and not condolence; smiles, not tears,

      To guide me through the channels of the years.

      Oh, I am blinded by the blaze of light

      That shines upon me from the Infinite.

      Blurred is my vision by the close approach

      To unseen shores, whereon the times encroach.

      THE

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