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 | Joaquin Miller's Poems |  |
“She stood in the shadows as the sun went down,
Fretting her hair with her fingers brown,
As tall as the silk-tipp'd tassel'd corn—
Stood watching, dark brow'd, as I weighed the gold
We had wash'd that day where the river roll'd;
And her proud lip curl'd with a sun-clime scorn,
As she ask'd, ‘Is she better, or fairer than I?’—
She, that blonde in the land beyond,
Where the sun is hid and the seas are high—
That you gather in gold as the years go by,
And hoard and hide it away for her
As the squirrel burrows the black pine-burr?
Fretting her hair with her fingers brown,
As tall as the silk-tipp'd tassel'd corn—
Stood watching, dark brow'd, as I weighed the gold
We had wash'd that day where the river roll'd;
And her proud lip curl'd with a sun-clime scorn,
As she ask'd, ‘Is she better, or fairer than I?’—
She, that blonde in the land beyond,
Where the sun is hid and the seas are high—
That you gather in gold as the years go by,
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As the squirrel burrows the black pine-burr?
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