Word of gloom from the war,one day; Johnston pressed at the front,they say. Little Giffen was up and away; A tearhis firstas he bade good-by, Dimmed the glint of his steel-blue eye. I'll write, if spared! There was news of… — Francis Orrery Ticknor Copy Share Image
Word of gloom from the war,one day; Johnston pressed at the front,they say. Little Giffen was up and away; A tearhis firstas he bade… — Francis Orrery Ticknor Copy Share Image
