Love’s Language Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love's Language Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Love’s Language Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox (November 5, 1850 – October 30, 1919) was an American author and poet. Her best-known work was Poems of Passion. Her most enduring poem was “Solitude”. Solitude poem, was first published in the February 25, 1883 issue of The New York Sun. Love’s Language Poem was published in Poems of Passion. Poems of Passion is a collection of poems by Ella Wheeler Wilcox that was published in 1883.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox was a popular poet rather than a literary poet, in her poems she expresses sentiments of cheer and optimism. Below is Love’s Language Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

How does Love speak?
In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek,
And in the pallor that succeeds it; by
The quivering lid of an averted eye—
The smile that proves the patent to a sigh—
Thus doth Love speak.

How does Love speak?
By the uneven heart-throbs, and the freak
Of bounding pulses that stand still and ache,
While new emotions, like strange barges, make
Along vein-channels their disturbing course;
Still as the dawn, and with the dawn’s swift force—
Thus doth Love speak.

How does Love speak?
In the avoidance of that which we seek—
The sudden silence and reserve when near—
The eye that glistens with an unshed tear—
The joy that seems the counterpart of fear,
As the alarmed heart leaps in the breast,
And knows and names and greets its godlike guest—
Thus doth Love speak.

How does Love speak?
In the proud spirit suddenly grown meek—
The haughty heart grown humble; in the tender
And unnamed light that floods the world with splendor;
In the resemblance which the fond eyes trace
In all fair things to one beloved face;
In the shy touch of hands that thrill and tremble;
In looks and lips that can no more dissemble—
Thus doth Love speak.

How does Love speak?
In the wild words that uttered seem so weak
They shrink ashamed to silence; in the fire
Glance strikes with glance, swift flashing high and higher
Like lightnings that precede the mighty storm;
In the deep, soulful stillness; in the warm,
Impassioned tide that sweeps through throbbing veins
Between the shores of keen delight and pains;
In the embrace where madness melts in bliss,
And in the convulsive rapture of a kiss—
Thus doth Love speak.

– Love’s Language Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

See Also :- A Golden Day Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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  1. Wow, that was a great read. Thank you for liking my blog and posting this poem.

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    1. Beautiful in its directness and subtlety. I was not previously aware of Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

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