TITLE

WHEN I AM DEAD

PUB. DATE
January 1916
SOURCE
Poems of Joseph Mary Plunkett;1916, p72
SOURCE TYPE
Book
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The poem "When I Am Dead," by Joseph Mary Plunkett is presented. First Line: When I am dead let not your murderous; Last Line: dead.
ACCESSION #
70366812

 

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