California, by Joaquin Miller
I stand beside the mobile sea;
And sails are spread, and sails are furled
From farthest corne...
Poems by Joaquin Miller
The Battle Flag at Shenandoah, by Joaquin Miller
The tented field wore a wrinkled frown,
And the emptied church from the hill looked down
On th...
The Defense of the Alamo, by Joaquin Miller
Santa Anna came storming, as a storm might come;
There was rumble of cannon; there was rattle ...
The Plains of Arizona, by Joaquin Miller
THOU white and dried-up sea! So old!
So strewn with wealth, so sown with gold!
Yes, thou art ...