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, ...
Above the bones St. Ursula owns,And those of the virgins she chaperons; Above the ...
(A CHEMICAL NARRATIVE)Certain facts which serve to explainThe physical charms of Miss Addie De Laine,Who, as the common reports obtain,Surpassed ...
(PRESIDIO DE SAN FRANCISCO, 1800)ILooking seaward, o'er the sand-hills stands the fortress, old and quaint,By the San Francisco friars lifted ...
In sixteen hundred and forty-one,The regular yearly galleon,Laden with odorous gums and spice,India cottons and India rice,And the richest silks ...
IAct first, scene first. A study. Of a kind Half cell, half salon, opulent yet grave;Rare books, low-shelved, yet far ...
(REFECTORY, MISSION SAN GABRIEL, 1869)Good!--said the Padre,--believe me still,"Don Giovanni," or what you will,The type's eternal! We knew him hereAs ...
Don't mind me, I beg you, old fellow,--I'll do very well here alone;You must not be kept from your "German" ...
Of all the fountains that poets sing,--Crystal, thermal, or mineral spring,Ponce de Leon's Fount of Youth,Wells with bottoms of doubtful ...
(LEGEND OF THE CLIFF HOUSE, SAN FRANCISCO)Where the sturdy ocean breezeDrives the spray of roaring seas,That the Cliff House balconies ...
They say that she died of a broken heart (I tell the tale as 'twas told to me);But her spirit ...
Dow's Flat. That's its name; And I reckon that youAre a stranger? The same? Well, I thought it was true,--For ...
So she's here, your unknown Dulcinea, the lady you met on the train,And you really believe she would know you ...
Oh, say, have you seen at the Willows so green-- So charming and rurally true--A singular bird, with a manner ...
(BEING THE ONLY GENUINE SEQUEL TO "MAUD MULLER"Maud Muller all that summer dayRaked the meadow sweet with hay;Yet, looking down ...
The shades of night were falling fast,As through an Eastern village passedA youth who bore, through dust and heat,A stencil-plate, ...
Who comes? The sentry's warning cryRings sharply on the evening air:Who comes? The challenge: no reply,Yet something motions there.A woman, ...
We know him well: no need of praise Or bonfire from the windy hillTo light to softer paths and ways ...
Know I not whom thou mayst be Carved upon this olive-tree,-- "Manuela of La Torre,"--For around on broken wallsSummer ...
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