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Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс)


Advice


I must do as you do? Your own 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.

'Twere a dull old world, methinks, my friend,
    If we all went just one way;
Yet our paths will meet no doubt at the end,
    Though they lead apart to-day.

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's other poems:
  1. The Birth of the Orchid
  2. The Barbarous Chief
  3. Conquest
  4. At Forty-Eight
  5. Baby Eva


Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Mary Montagu (Мэри Монтегю) Advice ("Cease, fond shepherd -- cease desiring")

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