On The Death Of President Garfield (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
I.FALLEN with autumn's falling leafEre yet his summer's noon was past,Our friend, our guide, our trusted chief,--What words can match ...
I.FALLEN with autumn's falling leafEre yet his summer's noon was past,Our friend, our guide, our trusted chief,--What words can match ...
THE winds of the winter have breathed their dirgesFar over the wood and the leaf-strown plain;They have passed, forlorn, by ...
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