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“The waves Of the mysterious death-river moaned; The tramp, the shout, the fearful thunder-roar Of red-breathed cannon, and the wailing cry Of myriad victims, filled the air.”

Quote by George D. Prentice

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George D. Prentice
George D. Prentice

George D. Prentice was an American historical figure born on December 18, 1802, and died on January 22, 1870. His profession and life experience are limited in information. more

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