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Joaquin Miller Biography

Cincinnatus Heine Miller (/ˌsɪnsɪˈneɪtəs ˈhaɪnə/; September 8, 1837 – February 17, 1913), better known by his pen name Joaquin Miller (/ˌhwɑːˈkiːn/), was an American poet and frontiersman. He is nicknamed the "Poet of the Sierras" after the Sierra Nevada, about which he wrote in his Songs of the Sierras (1871).

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Man's books are but a climbing stair, Lain step by step, like stairs of stone; The stairway here, the temple there Man's lampad honor, and his trust, The God who called him from the dust.

Book, Climbing, Honor, Men, Stair

Knowledge is Bought only with a weary care, And wisdom means a world of pain.

Care, Knowledge, Mean, Pain, Weary, Wisdom

Physiognomy is often a great falsifier, though as a rule it is honest enough.

Enough, Honest, Physiognomy, Rule

The bravest battle that ever was fought; Shall I tell you where and when? On the maps of the world you will find it not; It was fought by the mothers of men.

Battle, Men, Mother, Tell

I saw the lightnings gleaming rod. Reach forth and write upon the sky The awful autograph of God.

Autograph, Gleaming, Lightning, Sky, Writing

Primeval forests! virgin sod! That Saxon has not ravish'd yet, Lo! peak on peak in stairways set- In stepping stairs that reach to God! Here we are free as sea or wind, For here are set Time's snowy tents In everlasting battlements Against the march of Saxon mind.

Everlasting, Ocean, Saxon, Sea, Snowy, Wind

I throw a kiss across the sea, I drink the winds as drinking wine, And dream they all are blown from thee, I catch the whisper'd kiss of thine.

Blown, Dream, Drinking, Winds, Wine

The gold-barr'd butterflies to and from And over the waterside wander'd and wove As heedless and idle as clouds that rove And drift by the peaks of perpetual snow.

Butterfly, Clouds, Peaks, Rove, Snow, Wove

All you can hold in your cold dead hand is what you have given away.

Away, Cold, Generosity, Given, Hands, Hold

That man who lives for self alone, Lives for the meanest mortal known.

Alone, Alone Life, Known, Men, Self

Merciful Father, I will not complain. I know that the sunshine shall follow the rain.

Father, Follow, Merciful, Rain, Sunshine

Lonely as God, and white as a winter moon, Mount Shasta starts up sudden and solitary from the heart of the great black forests of Northern California

God, Heart, Lonely, Northern, Shasta, Winter

Is it worthwhile that we jostle a brother, Bearing his load on the rough road of life? Is it worthwhile that we jeer at each other, In blackness of heart - that we war to the knife? God pity us all in our pitiful strife

Brother, Heart, Jeer, Road, War, Worthwhile

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.

Blot, Draw, Life And Love, Men, Pronounce, Two

Fame lulls the fever of the soul, and makes Us feel that we have grasp'd an immortality.

Fame, Fever, Lulls, Soul

God's poet is silence! His song is unspoken, And yet so profound, so loud, and so far, It fills you, it thrills you with measures unbroken, And as soft, and as fair, and as far as a star.

Poet, Profound, Song, Stars, Unbroken

Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!

Sail

The biggest dog has been a pup.

Biggest, Dog, Pet, Pup, Pups

He gives twice who gives quickly. credited to Publius Syrus Mimus.

Gives, Giving, Mimus, Publius, Syrus, Twice

O woman, born first to believe us; Yea, also born first to forget; Born first to betray and deceive us, Yet first to repent and regret.

Believe, Betrayal, Deceive, Regret, Women

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