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Not in this world to see his face--- Sounds long---until I read the place Where this--- is said to be But just the primer--- to a life--- Unopened--- rare--- upon the shelf--- Clasped yet--- to him--- and me--- And yet--- my primer suits me so I would not choose--- a book to know Than that--- be sweeter wise--- Might some one else--- so learned--- be--- And leave me--- just my A---B---C--- Himself--- could have the skies---

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Birthdate-December 10, 1830 Death: May 15, 1866

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