All quiet along the Potomac they say Except now and then a stray picket Is shot as he walks on his beat,… — Ethel Lynn Beers Beats Copy Share Image
All quiet along the Potomac tonight, no sound save the rush of the river, while soft falls the dew on the face… — Ethel Lynn Beers Conflict Copy Share Image
Only a mother's heart can be Patient enough for such as he. — Ethel Lynn Beers Be patient Copy Share Image
