Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where misfortune had abandoned us
AD OF A
During the frightening years of the Yezhov terror,
Ispent seventeen months waiting in ...
There was a young belle of
Whose garments were always in patchez
When comment
On the state of her clothes,
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget
I shall not see the ...
Under the wide and starry
Dig the grave and let me lie
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will
Skimming lightly, wheeling still,
The swallows fly
Over the field in clouded days,
The forest-field of Shiloh —Over the field where April
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