Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Life's Opera

Like an opera-house is the world I ween,
Where the passionate lover of music is seen
    In the balcony near the roof:
While the very best seat in the first stage-box
Is filled by the person who laughs and talks
    Through the harmony's warp and woof.

1. Bless the Babies
2. My Vision
3. Why Should We Sigh
4. I Didn’t Think
5. After (Over the din of battle)

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