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How sweet I roam'd from field to field
And tasted all the summer's pride,
With sweet May dews my wings were wet,
And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage;
The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
[Gen. William S.] "Rosecrans [at Chicamauga] has been badly beaten!"... How these blows strike my heart!... I suffer from these bl ...
"And yonder stands my brother Hugh,
But by him my William, sweet and true."
Here lies the body of William Jones
Who all his life collected bones,
Yet dearer still that Irish hill than all the world beside;
It's home, sweet home, where'er I roam, through lands and waters
Leaves of the summer, lovely summer's pride,
Sweet is the shade below your silent tree,
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