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1837–1913

XIV.

Joaquin Miller

The ship crept silent up the sea, And came — You cannot understand How fair she was, how sudden she

Had sprung, full-grown, to womanhood: How gracious, yet how proud and grand; How glorified, yet fresh and free, How human, yet how more than good.

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