TITLE

Dream of the Midnight Men (Poem)

AUTHOR(S)
Petrie, Paul
PUB. DATE
September 1961
SOURCE
New Republic;9/11/61, Vol. 145 Issue 11, p15
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "Dream of the Marching Men," by Paul Petrie.
ACCESSION #
10315506

 

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