Gettysburg: A Battle Ode (George Parsons Lathrop Poems)
IVictors, living, with laureled brow,And you that sleep beneath the sward!Your song was poured from cannon throats:It rang in deep-tongued ...
IVictors, living, with laureled brow,And you that sleep beneath the sward!Your song was poured from cannon throats:It rang in deep-tongued ...
The sea goes up; the sky comes down.Oh, can you spy the ancient town,-The granite hills so green and gray,That ...
Seaward, at morn, my doves flew free;At eve they circled back to me.The first was Faith; the second, Hope;The third-the ...
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