Poetry

A CALIFORNIA CHRISTMAS.

Joaquin Miller


  • 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 knees,
  • And green earth garmented in gold.

  • White peaks that prop the sapphire blue
  • Look down on Edens, such as when
  • That fair, first spot perfection knew
  • And God walked perfect earth with men.

  • I say God's kingdom is at hand
  • Right here, if we but lift our eyes;
  • I say there lies no line or land
  • Between this land and Paradise.