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. Joaquin Miller More Quotes by Joaquin Miller More Quotes From Joaquin Miller 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 Joaquin Miller lonely heart winter In men whom men condemn as ill Joaquin Miller life-and-love men two 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. Joaquin Miller wine drinking dream UNDER THE STORM AND THE CLOUD TODAY, AND TODAY THE HARD PERIL AND PAIN - TOMORROW Joaquin Miller sunshine pain rain All honor to him who shall win the prize. The world has cried for a thousand years. But to him who tries and fails and dies, I give great honor and glory and tears. Joaquin Miller failure winning years Merciful Father, I will not complain. I know that the sunshine shall follow the rain. Joaquin Miller sunshine rain father The soul that feeds on books alone - Joaquin Miller creeds soul book Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on! Joaquin Miller sail All you can hold in your cold dead hand is what you have given away. Joaquin Miller generosity cold hands Physiognomy is often a great falsifier, though as a rule it is honest enough. Joaquin Miller physiognomy honest enough 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. Joaquin Miller betrayal women regret 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. Joaquin Miller stars song profound He gives twice who gives quickly. credited to Publius Syrus Mimus. Joaquin Miller giving Fame lulls the fever of the soul, and makes Us feel that we have grasp'd an immortality. Joaquin Miller fever soul fame Men lie, who lack courage to tell truth--the cowards! Joaquin Miller coward men lying I saw the lightnings gleaming rod. Joaquin Miller lightning sky writing That man who lives for self alone, Lives for the meanest mortal known. Joaquin Miller mortals self men 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. Joaquin Miller ocean sea wind 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 Joaquin Miller brother heart war There are many To-morrows, my Love, my Love, There is only one To-day. Joaquin Miller morrow
