By: Ardis E. Parshall - November 20, 2012 The Records of Our Dead By Lula Greene Richards They sleep! And peaceful is their rest,And sacred every spot of groundUpon our common mother’s breastWherein their thousand graves are found.And sacred, too, the resting placeOf some beneath the ocean’s storms, –For not alone in earth’s embraceAre pillowed all their precious forms. What treasured wealth their records show –Important e...
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