and hearing iron strike stone down the steep road
Covered her head with a black shawl and entered the
light rain; she stood at the turn of the road.
A nobly formed woman; erect and strong as a new
tower; the features stolid an dark
But sculptured into a strong grace; straight nose with
a high bridge, firm and wide eyes, full chin,
Red lips; she was only fourth part Indian; a Scottish
sailor had planted her in young native earth,
Spanish and Indian, twenty-one years before. He had
named her California and when she was born;
That was her name; and had gone north."
-Robinson Jeffers from "Roan Stallion"
