A Poem On The African Slave Trade. Addressed To Her Own Sex. Part II (Mary Birkett Card Poems)
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o'er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature's rude effusions pour'd along,Impell'd ...
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o'er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature's rude effusions pour'd along,Impell'd ...
Naval action of De Grasse and Graves. Capture of Cornwallis..Thus view'd the sage. When, lo, in eastern skies,From glooms unfolding, ...
I.A NATION'S greatness lies in men, not acres;One master-mind is worth a million hands.No royal robes have marked the planet-shakers,But ...
I.TEAR down the crape from the column! Let the shaft stand white and fair!Be silent the wailing music-there is no ...
August 6th , 1875.Harp of my native landThat lived anew 'neath Carolan's master hand;Harp on whose electric chords,The minstrel Moore's ...
I What shall I do with this absurdity - O heart, O troubled heart - this caricature, Decrepit age that ...
The First. My great-grandfather spoke to Edmund Burke In Grattan's house. The Second. My great-grandfather shared A pot-house bench with ...
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