Joaquin Miller

Who now shall accuse and arraign us? Shall cast at his fellows a stone.

— Joaquin Miller

O star-built bridge, broad milky way! He lives for neither God nor man.

— Joaquin Miller

I count the columned waves at war And shake the world, these bits of spray.

— Joaquin Miller

Is it worthwhile that we jostle a brother, God pity us all in our pitiful strife.

— Joaquin Miller

In men whom men condemn as ill Between the two, where God has not.

— Joaquin Miller

He rode as rides the hurricane; No, no, this tale is not of him.

— Joaquin Miller

A grand old Neptune in the prow, And so sit silently.

— Joaquin Miller

Beside Stood king at sea or anywhere.

— Joaquin Miller

He seem'd as lithe and free and tall Did seem a walking arsenal.

— Joaquin Miller

I only saw her as she pass'd — And loved and did not blush thereat.

— Joaquin Miller

O you had loved her sitting there, Their love for light of Paradise.

— Joaquin Miller

Her mouth By angels on a stair of stars.

— Joaquin Miller

This creature comes from out the dim Of time's remotest reach or stir.

— Joaquin Miller

I dared not dream she loved me. Nay, The great majority beyond.

— Joaquin Miller

Lo! all things moving must go by. And only God is in the sky.

— Joaquin Miller

Where storm-born shadows hide and hunt The awful autograph of God!

— Joaquin Miller

A thousand miles of mighty wood And yet there be men who question God!

— Joaquin Miller

The mountains from that fearful first The Christ did come when death drew near.

— Joaquin Miller

These stony altars they have hurled The mountains stand, and eternally.

— Joaquin Miller

For the Right, through thickest night, Are found by miners dark in earth.

— Joaquin Miller

Come listen, O Love, to the voice of the dove, THERE IS ONLY ONE TO-DAY.

— Joaquin Miller

We plant this stone as some small seed To touch the God-built stars sublime.

— Joaquin Miller

Man's books are but a climbing stair, The God who called him from the dust.

— Joaquin Miller