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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
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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
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Part I
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PART II.
  
[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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XI
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XII
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XIII
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XIV
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XV
  
RESURGO SAN FRANCISCO
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Volume Four
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Volume Five

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“Now why did she come and confront me there,
With the flood to her face and the moist in her hair,
And a mystical stare in her mavelous eyes?
I had call'd to her twice, ‘Come in! come in!
Come out of the storm to the calm within!’
Now, that is the reason I do make complain
That for ever and ever her face should rise,
Facing face to face with her great sad eyes.
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