 Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one Will speak him fair in that far land. Perhaps 'twas this that made me seek, Disguised, his grave one winter-tide ; A weakness for the weaker side, A siding with the helpless weak.  Songs of the sierras, by Joaquin Miller - Stran 12avtor: Cincinnatus Hiner Miller - 1871Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Joaquin Miller - 1871 - 330 strani
...and so shall to the end. I lay this crude wreath on his dust, A wild wreath of sad memories Becall'd here by these colder seas. I leave the wild bird with...rivalry of song. He lies low in the levell'd sand, TJnshelter'd from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one Will speak him fair in that far land.... | |
 | Joaquin Miller - 1871 - 220 strani
...so shall to the end. I lay this crude wreath on his dust, Inwove with sad, sweet memories kecall'd here by these colder seas. I leave the wild bird with his trust To sing and say him nothing wrong ; 1 wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levell'd sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And... | |
 | 1871 - 868 strani
...warrior's raiment rent, and blood, A face in dust and — that was all. He visits his friend's grave. He lies low in the levell'd sand, Unshelter'd from the tropic sun, And noto of all fu knew not one В В 2 1871] Will speak him fair in that far land. Perhaps 'twas this... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 strani
...and so shall to the end. I lay this crude wreath on his dust, Inwove with sad sweet memories Recalled here by these colder seas. I leave the wild bird with...wrong ; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one Will speak him fair... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 strani
...much, and be satisfied. I lay this crude wreath on his dust, Inwove with sad, sweet memories Recalled here by these colder seas. I leave the wild bird with...wrong ; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew, not one Will speak him fair,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 392 strani
...this crude wreath on his dust, Inwove with sad, sweet memories Recalled here by these colder sens. 1 leave the wild bird with his trust, To sing and say...wrong ; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of nil he knew, not one Will speak him fnir,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 strani
...much, and be satisfied. I lay this crude wreath on his dust, Inwove with sad, sweet memories Recalled here by these colder seas. I leave the wild bird with...wrong; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew, not one Will speak him fair,... | |
 | American poems - 1878 - 536 strani
...and so shall to the end. I lay this crude wreath on his dust, inwove with sad sweet memories Recalled here by these colder seas. I leave the wild bird with...wrong ; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one Will speak him fair... | |
 | 1879 - 316 strani
...Miller. WALKER'S GRAVE. I LAY this crude wreath on his dust, Inwove 'with sad, sweet memories Recalled here by these colder seas. I leave the wild bird with...wrong ; I wake no rivalry of song. He lies low in the levelled sand, Unsheltered from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one Will speak him fair... | |
 | Joaquin Miller - 1902 - 396 strani
...so shall to the end. I lay this crude wreath on his dust, Inwove with sad, sweet memories Kecall'd here by these colder seas. I leave the wild bird with...from the tropic sun, And now of all he knew not one WITH WALKER IN NICARAGUA. Will speak him fair in that far land. Perhaps 'twas this that made me seek,... | |
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