Henry Livingston (Генри Ливингстон)

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. Brother Beekman
2. Catharine Livingston
3. Careless Philosopher’s Soliloquy
4. Letter Sent to Master Timmy Dwight
5. Acknowledgement

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