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, ...
Francis Bret Harte Poems on Name (27 Poems)
Her Last Letter: Being a Reply to ‘His Answer’ (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
June 4th! Do you know what that date means? June 4th! By this air and these pines!Well,--only you know how ...
The Spelling Bee At Angels (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMES)Waltz in, waltz in, ye little kids, and gather round my knee,And drop them books and first ...
Luke (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(IN THE COLORADO PARK, 1873)Wot's that you're readin'?--a novel? A novel!--well, darn my skin!You a man grown and bearded and ...
The Latest Chinese Outrage (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
It was noon by the sun; we had finished our game,And was passin' remarks goin' back to our claim;Jones was ...
John Burns Of Gettysburg (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Have you heard the story that gossips tell Of Burns of Gettysburg?-No? Ah, well, Brief is the glory that hero ...
The Tale Of A Pony (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Name of my heroine, simply "Rose;"Surname, tolerable only in prose;Habitat, Paris,--that is whereShe resided for change of air;Aetat twenty; complexion ...
Telemachus Versus Mentor (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Don't mind me, I beg you, old fellow,--I'll do very well here alone;You must not be kept from your "German" ...
The Ballad Of Mr. Cooke (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(LEGEND OF THE CLIFF HOUSE, SAN FRANCISCO)Where the sturdy ocean breezeDrives the spray of roaring seas,That the Cliff House balconies ...
The Babes In The Woods (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(BIG PINE FLAT, 1871)"Something characteristic," eh? Humph! I reckon you mean by thatSomething that happened in our way, Here at ...
Miss Edith’s Modest Request (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
My Papa knows you, and he says you're a man who makes reading for books;But I never read nothing you ...
The Miracle Of Padre Junipero (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
This is the tale that the ChronicleTells of the wonderful miracleWrought by the pious Padre Serro,The very reverend Junipero.The heathen ...
Dow’s Flat (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Dow's Flat. That's its name; And I reckon that youAre a stranger? The same? Well, I thought it was true,--For ...
Ramon (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(REFUGIO MINE, NORTHERN MEXICO) Drunk and senseless in his place, Prone and sprawling on his face,More like brute ...
Seventy-Nine (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(MR. INTERVIEWER INTERVIEWED)Know me next time when you see me, won't you, old smarty?Oh, I mean YOU, old figger-head,--just the ...
The Thought-Reader Of Angels (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMESWe hev tumbled ez dust Or ez worms of the yearth;Wot we looked for hez bust! We ...
Half An Hour Before Supper (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
So she's here, your unknown Dulcinea, the lady you met on the train,And you really believe she would know you ...
To The Pliocene Skull (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(A GEOLOGICAL ADDRESS)"Speak, O man, less recent! Fragmentary fossil!Primal pioneer of pliocene formation,Hid in lowest drifts below the earliest stratum ...
The Heathen Chinee (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Which I wish to remark, And my language is plain,That for ways that are dark And for tricks ...
In The Mission Garden (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
FATHER FELIPEI speak not the English well, but Pachita,She speak for me; is it not so, my Pancha?Eh, little rogue? ...
Miss Edith Makes Another Friend (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Oh, you're the girl lives on the corner? Come in--if you want to-- come quick!There's no one but me in ...
Plain Language From Truthful James (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(TABLE MOUNTAIN, 1870)Which I wish to remark, And my language is plain,That for ways that are dark And for tricks ...
Dolly Varden (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Dear Dolly! who does not recallThe thrilling page that pictured allThose charms that held our sense in thrall Just as ...
The Ballad Of The Emeu (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Oh, say, have you seen at the Willows so green-- So charming and rurally true--A singular bird, with a manner ...
The Society Upon The Stanislaus (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
I reside at Table Mountain, and my name is Truthful James;I am not up to small deceit or any sinful ...
Caldwell Of Springfield (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(NEW JERSEY, 1780)Here's the spot. Look around you. Above on the heightLay the Hessians encamped. By that church on the ...
The Goddess Contributed To The Fair For The Ladies Patriotic Fund Of The Pacific (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
Who comes? The sentry's warning cryRings sharply on the evening air:Who comes? The challenge: no reply,Yet something motions there.A woman, ...