Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс)

The Masquerade

Look in the eyes of trouble with a smile,
    Extend your hand and do not be afraid.
    'Tis but a friend who comes to masquerade.
And test your faith and courage for awhile.

Fly, and he follows fast with threat and jeer.
    Shrink, and he deals hard blow on stinging blow,
    But bid him welcome as a friend, and lo!
The jest is off--the masque will disappear. 

1. The Call (All wantonly in hours of joy)
2. Behold the Earth
3. The Birth of the Orchid
4. The Black Charger
5. In England

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