The Poetical Works of Joaquin MillerG.P. Putnam's Sons, 1923 - 587 strani |
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babe battle beautiful Behold birds blood boughs brave breast breath Bret Harte brow brown Castle Rocks clouds cried dare dark dawn dead death deep DON CARLOS dream earth eyes face fair feet fell flame Frémont God's gold golden gray hair hand head hear heard heart heaven Ina Coolbrith isle Joaquin Miller kiss kiss of morning knew land laugh lean lifted light lips look look'd Modocs moon morn mountain never Nicaragua night o'er Oregon peace pray rest rose round sail Saint Mark sand Sappho ship shore silent sing skies sleep snow song soul stars steep stone stood storm strong sweet swift sword tall tears things TORCELLO trees turn turn'd Twas Venice wall walls of night warm wave weary white sea wild winds wood Yukon
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Stran 147 - In men whom men condemn as ill I find so much of goodness still, In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot, I hesitate to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.
Stran 361 - The bravest battle that ever was fought! Shall I tell you where and when ? On the maps of the world you will find it not : 'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
Stran 87 - twas this that made me seek, Disguised, his grave one winter-tide; A weakness for the weaker side, A siding with the helpless weak. A palm not far held out a hand, Hard by a long green bamboo swung And bent like some great bow unstrung, And...
Stran 539 - In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth; the earth was without form and void and darkness lay upon the deep and the spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.
Stran 104 - I have said, and I say it ever, As the years go on and the world goes over, 'Twere better to be content and clever In tending of cattle and tossing of clover, In the grazing of cattle and the growing of grain, Than a strong man striving for fame or gain...
Stran 47 - Look at the roses saluting each other ; Look at the herds all at peace on the plain — Man, and man only, makes war on his brother, And dotes in his heart on his peril and pain — Shamed by the brutes that go down on the plain.
Stran 156 - DEAD IN THE SIERRAS His footprints have failed us, Where berries are red, And madronos are rankest. The hunter is dead! The grizzly may pass By his half -open door; May pass and repass On his path, as of yore; The panther may crouch In the leaves on his limb; May scream and may scream, — It is nothing to him. Prone, bearded, and breasted Like columns of stone: And tall as a pine — As a pine overthrown! His camp-fires gone, What else can be done Than let him sleep on Till the light of the sun?...
Stran 87 - Flat-palmed and fierce with lifted spears; One bloom of crimson crowned its head, A drop of blood, so bright, so red, Yet redolent as roses
Stran 110 - She has wept and wonder'd at my delay, Alone and in tears, with her head held down, Where the ships sail out and the seas swirl in, Forgetting to knit and refusing to spin. She shall lift her head, she shall see her lover, She shall hear his voice like a sea that rushes, She shall hold his gold in her hands of snow, And down on his breast she shall hide her blushes, And never a care shall her true heart know, While the clods are below, or the clouds are above her.
Stran 151 - I looked to my left then — and nose, neck, and shoulder Sank slowly, sank surely, till back to my thighs; And up through the black blowing veil of her hair Did beam full in mine her two marvelous eyes.