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Savannah Fallen
Alethea S. Burroughs
I.
Savannah
Alethea S. Burroughs
Thou hast not drooped thy stately head,
Thy woes a wondrous beauty shed!
Not like a lamb to slaughter led,
They Cry Peace, Peace, When There Is No Peace
Alethea S. Burroughs
They are ringing peace on my heavy ear–
No peace to my heavy heart!
They are ringing peace, I hear! I hear!