Amos Russel Wells Home Poems Poets Amos Russel Wells Poems The Gulls by Amos Russel Wells I watched the gulls in shimmering changeful flight, Darting and wheeling on incessant wing, New England Woods by Amos Russel Wells New England woods are fair of face, And warm with tender, homely grace, God Pity the Poor by Amos Russel Wells "God pity the poor!" I cry. And I feel a virtuous glow; The Stature of Zacchaeus by Amos Russel Wells "God pity the poor!" I cry. And I feel a virtuous glow;