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The Voice of the Dove Come listen, O Love, to the voice of the dove, Come, hearken and hear him say, There are many To-morrows, my Love, my Love,— There is only one To-day. And all day long you can hear him say This day in purple is rolled, And the baby stars of the... Poet: Joaquin Miller	Juanita you will come, my bird, Bonita? Come! For I by steep and stone Have built such nest for you, Juanita, As not eagle bird hath known. Rugged! Rugged as Parnassus! Rude, as all roads I have trod— Yet are steeps and stone-strewn passes ... Poet: Joaquin Miller	Proem From “The Isles of the Amazons,” Part III. COME, lovers, come, forget your pains! I know upon this earth a spot Where clinking coins, that clank as chains Upon the souls of men, are not; Nor man is measured for his gains Of gold that stream... Poet: Joaquin Miller	A California Christmas BEHOLD where Beauty walks with Peace! Behold where Plenty pours her horn Of fruits, of flowers, fat increase, As generous as light of morn. Green Shasta, San Diego, seas Of bloom and green between them rolled. Great herds in grasses to their... Poet: Joaquin Miller
Above the Clouds ’MID white Sierras, that slope to the sea, Lie turbulent lands. Go dwell in the skies, And the thundering tongues of Yosemitè Shall persuade you to silence, and you shall be wise. I but sing for the love of song and the few Who loved me first and... Poet: Joaquin Miller