(1 August 1819 – 28 September 1891 / New York City, New York)

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Healed of My Hurt

Healed of my hurt, I laud the inhuman Sea--
Yea, bless the Angels Four that there convene;
For healed I am even by the pitiless breath
Distilled in wholesome dew named rosmarine.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003


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