Joaquin (Cincinnatus Hiner) Miller (Хоакин (Цинциннат Хайнер) Миллер)

California on the Passing of Tennyson

All silent … So, he lies in state …
Our redwoods drip and drip with rain …
Against our rock-locked Golden Gate
We hear the great, sad, sobbing main.
But silent all … He passed the stars
That year the whole world turned to Mars. 

1. Yosemite
2. Sea-Blown
3. In Southern California
4. Don't Stop at the Station Despair
5. At the Grave of Walker

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