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Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?

John B. Tabb

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John B. Tabb
Age: 64 †
Born: 1845
Born: March 22
Died: 1909
Died: November 19
Poet
Teacher
the United States of America
John Banister Tabb
Leaves
Flakes
Naked
Mourning
Winter
Ghosts
Wind
Winds
Tree
Ghost
Fallen
Trees
Snow

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