The Martyr Of Alabama (Frances Ellen Watkins Poems)
He lifted up his pleading eyes, And scanned each cruel face, Where cold and brutal cowardice Had left its evil ...
He lifted up his pleading eyes, And scanned each cruel face, Where cold and brutal cowardice Had left its evil ...
Moses sought again the presence of the king:And Pharaoh's brow grew dark with wrath,And rising up in angry haste, he ...
She leaned her head upon her hand And heard the King's decree — "My lords are feasting in my halls; ...
You can sigh o'er the sad-eyed Armenian Who weeps in her desolate home. You can mourn o'er the exile of ...
It shall be a royal mansion, A fair and beautiful thing,It will be the presence-chamber Of thy Saviour, Lord and ...
Very soon the Yankee teachersCame down and set up school;But, oh! how the Rebs did hate it, —It was agin' ...
Build me a house, said the Master, "But not on the shifting sand, Mid the wreck and roar of tempests, ...
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