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. Careless Philosopher’s Soliloquy
2. Letter Sent to Master Timmy Dwight
3. To My Little Niece Anne Duyckinck
4. Catharine Livingston
5. 1819 New Year’s Carrier’s Address

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