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A weed is but an unloved flower.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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We flatter those we scarcely know, We please the fleeting guest; And deal full many a thoughtless blow, To those who love us best.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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We two make banquets of the plainest fare In every cup we find the thrill of pleasure... For us life always moves with lilting measure We two, we two, we make our world, our pleasureElla Wheeler Wilcox
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A poor original is better than a good imitation.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go; They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all, – There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life’s gall. Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by. Succeed and give, and it helps you live, But no man can help you die. There is room in the halls of pleasure For a large and lordly train, But one by one we must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain. .Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The truest greatness lies in being kind, the truest wisdom in a happy mind.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Always continue the climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose, if you first get to know who you are and are willing to work with a power that is greater than ourselves to do it.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Feast, and your halls are crowded Fast, and the world goes by Succeed and give, and it helps you live But no man can help you dieElla Wheeler Wilcox
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It is easy to tell the toiler How best he can carry his pack But no one can rate a burden's weight Until it has been on his backElla Wheeler Wilcox
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Advice"I must do as you do? Your way I own Is a very good way, and still, There are sometimes two straight roads to a town, One over, one under the hill. You are treading the safe and the well-worn way, That the prudent choose each time; And you think me reckless and rash to-day Because I prefer to climb. Your path is the right one, and so is mine. We are not like peas in a pod, Compelled to lie in a certain line, Or else be scattered abroad.' T were a dull old world, methinks, my friend, If we all just went one way; Yet our paths will meet no doubt at the end, Though they lead apart today. You like the shade, and I like the sun; You like an even pace, I like to mix with the crowd and run, And then rest after the race. I like danger, and storm, and strife, You like a peaceful time; I like the passion and surge of life, You like its gentle rhyme. You like buttercups, dewy sweet, And crocuses, framed in snow; I like roses, born of the heat, And the red carnation's glow. I must live my life, not yours, my friend, For so it was written down; We must follow our given paths to the end, But I trust we shall meet--in town.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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After the fierce midsummer all ablaze Has burned itself to ashes, and expires In the intensity of its own fires, There come the mellow, mild, St. Martin days Crowned with the calm of peace, but sad with haze. So after Love has led us, till he tires Of his own throes, and torments, and desires, Comes large-eyed friendship: with a restful gaze, He beckons us to follow, and across Cool verdant vales we wander free from care. Is it a touch of frost lies in the air? Why are we haunted with a sense of loss? We do not wish the pain back, or the heat; And yet, and yet, these days are incomplete.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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All Mad"'He is mad as a hare, poor fellow, And should be in chains, ' you say, I haven't a doubt of your statement, But who isn't mad, I pray? Why, the world is a great asylum, And the people are all insane, Gone daft with pleasure or folly, Or crazed with passion and pain. The infant who shrieks at a shadow, The child with his Santa Claus faith, The woman who worships Dame Fashion, Each man with his notions of death, The miser who hoards up his earnings, The spendthrift who wastes them too soon, The scholar grown blind in his delving, The lover who stares at the moon. The poet who thinks life a paean, The cynic who thinks it a fraud, The youth who goes seeking for pleasure, The preacher who dares talk of God, All priests with their creeds and their croaking, All doubters who dare to deny, The gay who find aught to wake laughter, The sad who find aught worth a sigh, Whoever is downcast or solemn, Whoever is gleeful and gay, Are only the dupes of delusions– We are all of us–all of us mad.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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To sin by silence, when they should protest, makes cowards of men.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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In time the earth will be inhabited by almost god-like beings who shall analyze and discuss the remnants of humanity as we now discuss the chimpanzee.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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After the fierce midsummer all ablaze Has burned itself to ashes, and expires In the intensity of its own fires, There come the mellow, mild, St. Martin days Crowned with the calm of peace, but sad with haze. So after Love has led us, till he tires Of his own throes, and torments, and desires, Comes large-eyed friendship: with a restful gaze, He beckons us to follow, and across Cool verdant vales we wander free from care. Is it a touch of frost lies in the air? Why are we haunted with a sense of loss? We do not wish the pain back, or the heat; And yet, and yet, these days are incomplete. .Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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I love your lips when they're wet with wine and red with wicked desireElla Wheeler Wilcox
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Why, even Death stands still and waits an hour for such a will.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Moon and SeaYou are the moon, dear love, and I the sea: The tide of hope swells high within my breast, And hides the rough dark rocks of life's unrest When your fond eyes smile near in perigee. But when that loving face is turned from me, Low falls the tide, and the grim rocks appear, And earth's dim coast-line seems a thing to fear. You are the moon, dear one, and I the sea.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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UselessnessLet mine not be the saddest fate of all, To live beyond my greater self; to see My faculties decaying, as the tree Stands stark and helpless while its green leaves fall Let me hear rather the imperious call, Which all men dread, in my glad morning time, And follow death ere I have reached my prime, Or drunk the strengthening cordial of life's gall. The lightning's stroke or the fierce tempest blast Which fells the green tree to the earth to-day Is kinder than the calm that lets it last, Unhappy witness of its own decay. May no man ever look on me and say, 'She lives, but all her usefulness is past.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Whatever is-is best.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Change is the watchword of progression. When we tire of well-worn ways we seek for new. This restless craving in the souls of men spurs them to climb and to seek the mountain view.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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No question is ever settled until it is settled right.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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All love that has not friendship for its base is like a mansion built upon the sand.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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All love that has not friendship for its base is like a mansion built upon the sand.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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All love that has not friendship for its base Is like a mansion built upon the sand.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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We flatter those we scarcely know We please the fleeting guest And deal full many a thoughtless blow To those who love us best.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Laugh and the world laughs with you weep and you weep alone.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe. No path is wholly rough.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes And men grow better as the world grows old.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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With every deed you are sowing a seed though the harvest you may not see.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Laugh and the world laughs with you Weep and you weep alone For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth But has trouble enough of its own.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Day's sweetest moments are at dawn.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The two kinds of people on earth that I mean Are the people who lift and the people who lean.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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It is easy enough to be pleasant when life flows by like a song. But the man worthwhile is one who will smile when everything goes dead wrong.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Though smooth be the heartless prayer no ear in heaven will mind it And the finest phrase falls dead if there is no feeling behind it.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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And from the discontent of man The world's best progress springs.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate As the voyage along thru life 'Tis the will of the soul That decides its goal And not the calm or the strife.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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There is no balking genius. Only death can silence it or hinder.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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'Tis easy enough to be pleasant When life flows along like a song But the man worth while is the one who will smile When everything goes dead wrong.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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No difficulty can discourage, no obstacle dismay, no trouble dishearten the man who has acquired the art of being alive. Difficulties are but dares of fate, obstacles but hurdles to try his skill, troubles but bitter tonics to give him strength; and he rises higher and looms greater after each encounter with adversity.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent or hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The man who radiates good cheer, who makes life happier wherever he meets it, is always a man of vision and faith.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind while just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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And the smile that is worth the praises of earth is the smile that shines through tears.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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'Tis easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows along like a song; But the man worth while is the one who will smile when everything goes dead wrong.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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To sin by silence, when we should protest, Makes cowards out of men.Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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When we tire of well-worn ways, we seek for new. This restless craving in the souls of men spurs them to climb, and to seek the mountain view.Ella Wheeler Wilcox