Poems by Francis Bret Harte
Miss Blanche Says
... You lean from your window, and watch life's column ...
The Personified Sentimental
... Though Friendship's offering buried lies ...
Ramon
... The long line that brought them back to hope and cheer! ...
Crotalus [Rattlesnake Bar, Sierras]
... Thou! whose fame Searchest the grass with tongue of flame, ...
The Stage-Driver's Story
... "As some huge boulder, unloosed from its rocky shelf on the mountain, ...
Artemis In Sierra
... Danced with her thrice, to her father's jealous dread ...
Mrs. Judge Jenkins
... And the Judge would have bartered Maud's fair face ...
Cadet Grey - Canto I
... II Some thoughts like these perplexed the patriot brain ...
An Idyl Of The Road
... He was that scarred trunk, and she the vine that sweetly ...
Dickens In Camp
... Their cares dropped from them like the needles shaken ...
Thompson Of Angels
... Pleasant indeed was that morn that dawned o'er the barroom at Angels, ...
Dow's Flat
... And that house with the coopilow's his'n,--which the same isn't bad ...
Seventy-Nine
... Well, that man's stumick is weak, and he can't stand the pris'n fare ...
Cadet Grey - Canto II
... Clean-limbed young Spartans, disciplined young elves, ...
In The Mission Garden
... So! Pardon an old man,--what you call "old fogy,"-- ...
