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, ...
DRAMATIS PERSONAEPoet. Philosopher. Jones of Mariposa.POETHalt! Here we are. Now wheel your mare a trifle Just where you stand; then ...
And you are the poet, and so you want Something--what is it?--a theme, a fancy?Something or other the Muse won't ...
(ALKALI STATION)Cicely says you're a poet; maybe,--I ain't much on rhyme:I reckon you'd give me a hundred, and beat me ...
Where the short-legged EsquimauxWaddle in the ice and snow,And the playful Polar bearNips the hunter unaware;Where by day they track ...
DEAD AT PITTSFIELD, MASS., 1876O poor Romancer--thou whose printed page,Filled with rude speech and ruder forms of strife,Was given to ...
They ran through the streets of the seaport town,They peered from the decks of the ships that lay;The cold sea-fog ...
(OPENING OF THE CALIFORNIA THEATRE, SAN FRANCISCO, JANUARY 19, 1870)Brief words, when actions wait, are well:The prompter's hand is on ...
By scattered rocks and turbid waters shifting,By furrowed glade and dell,To feverish men thy calm, sweet face uplifting,Thou stayest them ...
Over the chimney the night-wind sangAnd chanted a melody no one knew;And the Woman stopped, as her babe she tossed,And ...
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