Poems of Experience eBook

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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He gave them neither eminence nor wealth,
But he gave them blood untainted with a vice,
And the opulence of undiluted health. 
He was honest, and unpurchable and kind;
He was clean in heart, and body, and in mind. 
So he made them heirs to riches without price —
   This father.

He never preached or scolded; and the rod —
Well, he used it as a turning pole in play. 
But he showed the tender sympathy of God
To his children in their troubles, and their joys. 
He was always chum and comrade with his boys,
And his daughters—­oh, you ought to hear them say

Now I think of all achievements ’tis the least
To perpetuate the species; it is done
By the insect and the serpent, and the beast. 
But the man who keeps his body, and his thought,
worth bestowing on an offspring love-begot,
Then the highest earthly glory he has won,
When in pride a grown-up daughter or a son
   Says ‘That’s Father.’



Kamehameha First, of the Hawaiian Islands, conquered his foes in a great battle, driving them over the high mountain peak known as Pali--one of the famous scenic views of the world, and the goal of all visitors in Honolulu.

The Hula (pronounced hoola) was the national muscle and abdominal dance of Hawaii, and the late King Kalakua was its enthusiastic patron.  The costume of the dancers was composed chiefly of skirts of grass.  The Hula (so attired) is now forbidden by law.  The Hula Kui is a modification of the dance and exceedingly graceful.

Many charming young self-supporting woman in Honolulu trace their ancestry back to Kamehameha with great pride.  The chant is a weird sing-song which relates the conquests of the race.

It is the custom in Honolulu to present guests at feasts and festivals, or departing visitors, with long wreaths of natural flowers, and which are worn by men, as well as women, about the head, hat, and neck.  These wreaths, called lais (pronounced lays), sometimes reach below the waist.

The flower-sellers are one of the national features of Honolulu.

Scene made to represent grounds at Hawaiian hotel.  Sort of open cafe or pavilion with palms, vines, and tropic flowers.  Ralph sitting alone with a dreamy air.

Enter Ethel—­in short travelling suit—­typical American girl—­blonde and petite.


Oh, here you are.  Your sister and your mother
Commissioned me detective, sleuth, and spy,
To find the disappearing son and brother;
And tell him that the time is slipping by. 
Our boat will sail in just two hours, you know. 
Dear Honolulu, how I hate to go.


Don’t mention it; I shun the very thought.

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