The Retreat From Moscow (George Moses Horton Poems)
Sad Moscow, thy fate do I see,Fire! fire! in the city all cry;Like quails from the eagle all flee,Escape in ...
Sad Moscow, thy fate do I see,Fire! fire! in the city all cry;Like quails from the eagle all flee,Escape in ...
On heaven's ethereal plain, Where hostile rage ambition first begun, When the arch rebel strove himself to reign And take ...
Thou delicate blossom; thy short race is ended,Thou sample of virtue and prize of the brave!No more are thy beauties ...
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