Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Philosophy

At morn the wise man walked abroad, 
Proud with the learning of great fools.
He laughed and said, ‘There is no God –
‘Tis force creates, ‘tis reason rules.’

Meek with the wisdom of great faith, 
At night he knelt while angels smiled, 
And wept and cried with anguished breath, 
‘Jehovah, God, save Thou my child.’

1. The Birth of the Orchid
2. The Black Charger
3. All the World
4. At Set of Sun
5. The Call (All wantonly in hours of joy)

Amy Levy Philosophy ("Ere all the world had grown so drear")

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