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Joaquin Miller's Poems

[in six volumes]
Miller, Joaquin (1837-1913)

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Volume One
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Volume Two
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Volume Three
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THE SEA OF FIRE
  
[prologue]
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I
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II
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III
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IV
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V
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VI
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VII
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VIII
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IX
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X
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XI
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XII
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XIII
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XIV
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XV
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XVI
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XVII
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XVIII
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XIX
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XX
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XXI
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XXII
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XXIII
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XXIV
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XXV
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XXVI
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XXVII
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XXVIII
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XXIX
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XXX
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XXXI
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XXXII
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XXXIII
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XXXIV
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XXXV
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XXXVI
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XXXVII
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XXXVIII
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XXXIX
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XL
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XLI
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XLII
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THE SHIP IN THE DESERT
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ISLES OF THE AMAZONS
  
AN INDIAN SUMMER
  
FROM SEA TO SEA
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A SONG OF THE SOUTH
  
RESURGO SAN FRANCISCO
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Volume Four
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Volume Five

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XLV

Red flashed the sun across the deck,
Slow flapped the idle sail, and slow
The black ship cradled to and fro.
Afar my city lay, a speck
Of white against a line of blue;
Hard by, half-lounging on the deck,
Some comrades chatted, two by two.
I held a new-filled glass of wine,
And with the Mate talked as in play
Of fierce events of yesterday,
To coax his light life into mine.
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