“Primeval forests! virgin sod! That Saxon has not ravish'd yet, Lo! peak on peak in stairways set- In stepping stairs that reach to God! Here we are free as sea or wind, For here are set Time's snowy tents In everlasting battlements Against the march of Saxon mind.” MindSeaWindOceanForestsMarchVirginsEverlastingStairsTentsSnowyPrimevalStairwaysSod Author:Joaquin Miller
“I throw a kiss across the sea, I drink the winds as drinking wine, And dream they all are blown from thee, I catch the whisper'd kiss of thine.” DreamSeaWindDrinkKissingWineDrinkingTheeDrinking Wine Book:Songs of the Sierras Source: Songs of the Sierras
“Man's books are but man's alphabet, Beyond and on his lessons lie - The lessons of the violet, The large gold letters of the sky; The love of beauty, blossomed soil, The large content, the tranquil toil: The toil that nature ever taught, The patient toil, the constant stir, The toil of seas where shores are wrought, The toil of Christ, the carpenter; The toil of God incessantly By palm-set land or frozen sea.” MenBookLyingChristSeaSkyLandTaughtLessonsLettersGoldConstantPatientSoilShoreToilPalmsFrozenVioletTranquilAlphabetCarpenterIncessantly Author:Joaquin Miller
