
The poem's narrator recounts a tragic love story where the speaker's lover has abandoned them for another woman. The narrator expresses their anguish and despair, feeling that their heart has been shattered into a million pieces. They lament that their lover has forgotten the vows they made to each other and has instead chosen a newer, more beautiful face.
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox · First published 1916 · Genre: Poetry, Inspirational, Philosophical · 409 words
When the whole world resounds with rude alarms / Of warring arms, / When God's good earth, from border unto border / Shows man's disorder, / Let me not waste my dower of mortal might / In grieving over wrongs I cannot right. / This is my task: amid discordant strife / To keep a clean sweet centre in my life; / And though the human orchestra may be / Playing all out of key- / To tune my soul to symphonies above, / And sound the note of love. / This is my task.
This Is My Task is listed on Textopian as a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, dated 1916 CE.
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Poetry · American Literature · Women Authors · Inspirational · Motivational · Philosophical · Spiritual · Personal Growth · Self-Improvement · Empowerment · Individuality · Autonomy