Aldrich, Thomas Bailey, 1836-1907 · Boston, CT : Hall and Locke · leaf 212
ew she was telling the bees of oneGone the journey we all must go! The Vanishers 179 Then I said to myself, My Mary weepsFor the dead today:Haply her blind old grandsire sleepsThe fret and the pain of his age away. But her dog whined low; on the door-way sill,With his cane to his chin,The old man…
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