How shall I leave thee, oh! my love,
And blooming progeny?
If I without thee mount above,
'Twill be no heav'n to me. (Ann Eliza Bleecker)

How shall I leave thee, oh! my love, And blooming progeny? If I without thee mount above, 'Twill be no heav'n to me.

Ann Eliza Bleecker

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