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I Have Seen Him In The Watchfires Of A Hundred Circling Camps They Have Builded Him An Altar In The Evening Dews And Damps, I Have Read His Righteous Sentence By The Dim And Flaring Lamps, His Day Is Marching On.

-Julia Ward Howe

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I Have Seen Him

Julia Ward Howe

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I Have Seen Him In The Watchfires Of A Hundred Circling Camps They Have Builded Him An Altar In The Evening Dews And Damps, I Have Read His Righteous Sentence By The Dim And Flaring Lamps, His Day Is Marching On.

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