Eliza Crossing The River (Harriet Beecher Stowe Poems)
From her resting-place by the trader chased,Through the winter evening cold,Eliza came with her boy at last,Where a broad deep ...
From her resting-place by the trader chased,Through the winter evening cold,Eliza came with her boy at last,Where a broad deep ...
Beneath the sunny autumn sky,With gold leaves dropping round,We sought, my little friend and I,The consecrated ground,Where, calm beneath the ...
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