Poem by Joaquin (Cincinnatus Hiner) Miller

Byron

In men whom men condemn as ill
I find so much of goodness still,
In men whom men pronounce divine
I find so much of sin and blot,
I do not dare to draw a line
Between the two, where God has not.

1. Joaquin Miller to the Money Getter
2. Twilight at the Heights
3. Vaquero
4. In Southern California
5. California on the Passing of Tennyson

Lucretia Davidson Byron ("His faults were great, his virtues less")

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