The Ballad of Oriskany (Obadiah Cyrus Auringer Poems)
SHE leaned her cheek upon her hand,And looked across the glooming land;She saw the wood from farm to farmTouched by ...
SHE leaned her cheek upon her hand,And looked across the glooming land;She saw the wood from farm to farmTouched by ...
Along the hushed aisles, little frequented,Except by feet on sacred service bentAt Sabbath's hour of praise or sacrament,The gathering pastors ...
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