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Poem “At An Old Drawer” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Poems of reflection

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryElla Wheeler WilcoxPoems by Ella Wheeler WilcoxPoems of reflection
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At An Old Drawer


Before this scarf was faded,
  What hours of mirth it knew;
How gaily it paraded
  For smiling eyes to view.
The days were tinged with glory,
  The nights too quickly sped,
And life was like a story
  Where all the people wed.

Before this rosebud wilted,
  How passionately sweet
The wild waltz swelled and lilted
  In time for flying feet;
How loud the bassoons muttered,
  The horns grew madly shrill,
And, oh, the vows lips uttered
  That hearts could not fulfill.

Before this fan was broken,
  Behind its lace and pearl
What whispered words were spoken,
  What hearts were in a whirl;
What homesteads were selected
  In Fancy’s realm of Spain,
What castles were erected,
  Without a room for pain.

When this odd glove was mated,
  How thrilling seemed the play;
May be our hearts are sated–
  They tire so soon to-day.
Oh, thrust away those treasures,
  They speak the dreary truth;
We have outgrown the pleasures
  And keen delights of youth.


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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryElla Wheeler WilcoxPoems by Ella Wheeler WilcoxPoems of reflection


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