Poem by Henry Livingston

Catharine Breese Livingston

  Tombstone

I fondly nursed an opening rose,
And view'd its beauties every day;
But ah! a withering storm arose
And swept my lovely flower away. 

1. Catharine Livingston
2. Brother Beekman
3. Hiding Place
4. To the Memory of Henry Welles Livingston
5. Careless Philosopher’s Soliloquy

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