The Lodge-Room Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Lodge-Room

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Don't bring into the lodge-room
Anger, and spite, and pride.
Drop at the gate of the temple
The strife of the world outside.
Forget all your cares and trials,
Forget every selfish sorrow,
And remember the cause you meet for,
And haste ye the glad to-morrow.


Drop at the gate of the temple
Envy, and spite, and gloom.
Don't bring personal quarrels
And discord into the room.
Forget the slights of a sister,
Forget the wrongs of a brother,
And remember the new commandment,
That ye all love one another.


Bring your heart into the lodge-room,
But leave yourself outside,
That is, your personal feelings,
Ambition, vanity, pride.
Centre each thought and power
On the cause for which you assemble,
Fetter the demon liquor,
And make ye the traffic tremble.


Ay! to fetter and to chain him,
And cast him under our feet,
This is the end we aim at,
The object for which we meet.
Then don't bring into the lodge-room,
Envy, or strife, or pride,
Or aught that will mar our union,
But leave them all outside.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shaun Cronick 03 July 2020

Ella's poem is like a distant variant of the song pack up your troubles. One to snap you out of any doldrums and wake up and enjoy life.

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Dr Antony Theodore 30 December 2019

Drop at the gate of the temple Envy, and spite, and gloom. Don't bring personal quarrels And discord into the room. very fine poem indeed. tony

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Johnstown Center / Rock County / Wisconsin
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