 | Joaquin Miller's Poems |  |
XVII
And I, a waif of stormy seas,A child among such men as these,
Was blown along this savage surf
And rested with them on the turf,
And took delight below the trees.
| Joaquin Miller's Poems | |
A child among such men as these,
Was blown along this savage surf
And rested with them on the turf,
And took delight below the trees.