Poem by Joaquin (Cincinnatus Hiner) Miller

The Sierra Nevadas

Serene and satisfied! Supreme! As lone
As God, they loom like God's archangels churl'd;
They look as cold as kings upon a throne;

A line of battle-tents in everlasting snow.

1. Don't Stop at the Station Despair
2. Twilight at the Heights
3. Dead in the Sierras
4. Peter Cooper
5. California on the Passing of Tennyson

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