Memory Of Frances Willard (James Ephraim McGirt Poems)
Around the glowing fireside of the nationA vacant chair no one can ever fill;Death came, and stole from it a ...
Around the glowing fireside of the nationA vacant chair no one can ever fill;Death came, and stole from it a ...
When you hear at night de cows a lowin',An' dogs a howlin' out der mournful soun',I tell you now you ...
When yer hur at nite de ole milch cow a-lowin''N houn dogs howling out der monful soun,I tel yer now ...
Oh, beloved wife of the dear departed,To thee I sing: be not brok'n hearted;The God that called thy loved one ...
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