Hon. Thomas S. Williams, (Lydia Howard Huntley Sigourney Poems)
Late Chief Justice of Connecticut, died at Hartford, on Sunday morning,December 15th, 1861, aged 84. 'Tis not for pen and ink,Or ...
Late Chief Justice of Connecticut, died at Hartford, on Sunday morning,December 15th, 1861, aged 84. 'Tis not for pen and ink,Or ...
Died in Norwich, Connecticut, January 18th, 1862, aged 92.Had I an artist's pencil, I might sketchHer as she was, in ...
I seem to see the old tree stand, Its sturdy, giant form A spectacle remembered, and A pilgrim-shrine for all the land Before it ...
A railway conductor who lost his life in an accident on a Connecticutrailway, May 9, 1873.CONDUCTOR BRADLEY, (always may his ...
Ye shall say they all have passed away, That noble race and brave,That their light canoes have vanish'd From off the crested ...
Her sickness brought me to Connecticut.Mornings I walk the dog: that part of lifeis intact. Who's painted, who's insulatedor put ...
Now drop the holt, and securely nailThe horse-shoe over the door;'T is a wise precaution, and if it should failIt ...
Died at Mansfield, Connecticut, February, 1861.The world seems drearier when the good depart,The just, the truthful, such as never madeSelf ...
Died at Portland, Connecticut, January 1st, 1861.I think of her unfolding prime, Her childhood bright and fair,The speaking eye, the earnest ...
Lilacs, False blue, White, Purple, Color of lilac, Your great puffs of flowers Are everywhere in this my New England. ...
Add one more crazy legend to the Niebelungenlied-Of Canada and Cockney rolling up the Siegfried Line.Sieg-gomery and Hodges in the ...
Requiring something lovely on his arm Took me to Stamford, Connecticut, a quasi-farm, His family's; later picking up the mammoth ...
We had great seats, close seats down by the stage seats seats where you could feel Lear's sweat the spit ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
"When I hit her on the head, it was good, and then I did it to her a couple of ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
The blast from Freedom's Northern hills, upon its Southern way, Bears greeting to Virginia from Massachusetts Bay: No word of ...
1 BROTHER of all, with generous hand, Of thee, pondering on thee, as o'er thy tomb, I and my Soul, ...
1 STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais'd by a perfect mother; After roaming many lands-lover ...
I Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the black bird. II I was of ...
People sit numbly at the counter waiting for breakfast or service. Today it's Hartford, Connecticut more than twenty-five years after ...
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