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Along the Potomac · Ririro.com - Poetry

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Speaker 1: Along the Potomac, when I was small, a woman died. Today,
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Speaker 1: her only boy went up from the Potomac, his face
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Speaker 1: all victory. To look at her, how slowly the seasons
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Speaker 1: must have turned till bullets clipped an angle, and he
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Speaker 1: passed quickly round. If pride shall be in paradise, I
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Speaker 1: never can decide. Of their imperial conduct, no person testified.
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Speaker 1: But proud in apparition, That woman and her boy pass
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Speaker 1: back and forth before my brain as ever in the sky.