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  • At General Grant's Tomb
    Afar my loyal spirit stirred
    At mention of his name;
    Afar in ringing notes I heard
    The clarion voice of fame; ...
  • My Mother's Hand
    My head is aching, and I wish
    That I could feel tonight
    One well-remembered, tender touch
    That used to comfort me so much, ...
  • Sheridan's Last Ride
    While Phoebus lent his hottest rays
    To signalize midsummer days,
    I stood in that far-famed enclosure
    By thousands visited, ...
  • Woman's Help
    Sometimes I long to write an ode
    And magnify his name,
    The man of honor, on the road
    To opulence and fame, ...
  • Be Not Anxious.
    "Be careful for nothing," Phil. iv. 6. Revised version, "Be not anxious."


    Of all the precepts in the Book ...
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Never 40 Life 36 Time 34 Heart 34 Sweet 34 I Love You 31 Love 31 Beauty 30 Thought 30 Long 30


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Itsmfleaders: itsmf is celebrating women's hertory month! hattie scott peterson is believed to be the first african-american woman to earn a b.s. in civil engineering, a degree she completed in 1946 at howard university.
Hattie_justb: howard’s end (1992)
Wiltonmovies: tonight (thursday march 16) one evening only - clark gable, vivien leigh, leslie howard, olivia de havilland, hattie mcdaniel in margaret mitchell’s “gone with the wind” (1939) tonight (thurs march 16) 7:30pm – free admission – watch trailer:
Beatricegroves1: '"winter," amorous poets sing, "ling'ring in the lap of spring"' (hattie howard, 'march') a quintessential march view - lusciously berried mistletoe hanging above swathes of daffodils.
Bre_blogs: anyway, did y’all know hattie mcdaniel, the first black woman to win an oscar donated the award to howard university where it mysteriously disappeared?
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The Killing Place
 by Edgar Albert Guest

We're hiking along at a two-forty pace
We 're making life seem like a man-killing race,
With our nerves all on edge and our jaws firmly set
We go rushing along; with our brows lined with sweat
And our cheeks pale and drawn every minute we dash,
And the goal that we 're after is merely more cash.

We 're out for the money, the greenbacks and gold,
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