...We are in Lexington and it is 1847
Emilie laughs, and we smile,
and still we read aloud together.
Mr. Lincoln likes the Niles
Weekly Rigister--especially
and of course the poetry. Especially
"Thanatopsis"
He bracketed this:
But, Ah! What wish can prosper, or what prayer
for merchants rich in cargos of despair,
who drive a loathsome traffic, gauge and span,
and buy the muscles and the......
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