The Pass Of The Sierra (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
ALL night above their rocky bedThey saw the stars march slow;The wild Sierra overhead,The desert's death below.The Indian from his ...
ALL night above their rocky bedThey saw the stars march slow;The wild Sierra overhead,The desert's death below.The Indian from his ...
Say prickly pears had roots which found out water,had branches bursting out in sulphur flame.Wanderers traipsing from a cracked sierramunched ...
O gift of God! O perfect day:Whereon shall no man work, but play;Whereon it is enough for me,Not to be ...
THE pines are black on Sierra's slope,And white are the drifted snows;The flowers are gone, the buckthorn bare,And chilly the ...
What mines the morning heavens unfold! What far Alaskas of the skies! That, veined with elemental gold, Sierra on Sierra rise. Heap up the ...
You were like the youngfig tree by the cliffs.And when I passed byyou filled the sierra with sound.Like the young ...
Heroes of elder days! untaught to yield,Who bled for Spain on many an ancient field;Ye, that around the oaken cross ...
LAND of departed fame! whose classic plains Have proudly echo'd to immortal strains; Whose hallow'd soil hath given the great ...
SEE his black nose snubbed back, pressed over like a whale's blow-holes,As if his nostrils were going to curve ...
(OPENING OF THE PACIFIC RAILROAD)What was it the Engines said,Pilots touching,--head to headFacing on the single track,Half a world behind ...
The warl it's dottit wi' hamesAs thick as gowans o' the green,Aye bonnier ilk ane nor the laveTo him wha ...
Sound! sound! sound! O colossal walls and crown'd In one eternal thunder! Sound! sound! sound! O ye oceans overhead, While ...
Su luna de pergamino Preciosa tocando viene por un anfibio sendero de cristales y laureles. El silencio sin estrellas, huyendo ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Your hair was full of roses in the dewfall as we danced, The sorceress enchanting and the paladin entranced, In ...
Your hair was full of roses in the dewfall as we danced, The sorceress enchanting and the paladin entranced, In ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
THERE is a wolf in me . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . a red tongue for raw meat . ...
Sometimes we collide, tectonic plates merging, continents shoving, crumpling down into the molten veins of fire deep in the earth ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...
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