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John Albee
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(5)
A Soldier's Grave
Break not his sweet repose—
Bos'n Hill
The wind blows wild on Bos’n Hill,
Dandelions
Now dandelions in the short, new grass,
Landor
Come, walter Savage Landor, come this way;
Music and Memory
Enchantress, touch no more that strain!