Touch the Sleeping Strings Again (Henry Clay Work Poems)
Say not, O say not, we are strangers,By freak chance together brought;Remind me not of lurking dangersIn wreaths of friendship ...
Say not, O say not, we are strangers,By freak chance together brought;Remind me not of lurking dangersIn wreaths of friendship ...
When our boys come home in triumph, brother,With the laurels they shall gain;When we go to give them welcome, brother,We ...
Up from the poor man's cottage—Forth from the mansion door;Sweeping across the waters,And echoing 'long the shore;Caught by the morning ...
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