Cadet Grey – Canto II (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
(PRESIDIO DE SAN FRANCISCO, 1800)ILooking seaward, o'er the sand-hills stands the fortress, old and quaint,By the San Francisco friars lifted ...
DRAMATIS PERSONAEPoet. Philosopher. Jones of Mariposa.POETHalt! Here we are. Now wheel your mare a trifle Just where you stand; then ...
It was noon by the sun; we had finished our game,And was passin' remarks goin' back to our claim;Jones was ...
Of all the fountains that poets sing,--Crystal, thermal, or mineral spring,Ponce de Leon's Fount of Youth,Wells with bottoms of doubtful ...
REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMESWe hev tumbled ez dust Or ez worms of the yearth;Wot we looked for hez bust! We ...
(NYE'S FORD, STANISLAUS, 1870)Do I sleep? do I dream?Do I wonder and doubt?Are things what they seem?Or is visions about?Is ...
They ran through the streets of the seaport town,They peered from the decks of the ships that lay;The cold sea-fog ...
Two low whistles, quaint and clear: That was the signal the engineer--That was the signal that Guild, 'tis said--Gave to ...
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