“On the king's gate the moss grew gray; The king came not. They call'd him dead; And made his eldest son, one day, Slave in his father's stead.Quote by Helen Hunt JacksonTopics: Quotes about Helen Hunt JacksonShare on:FacebookPinterestWhatsApp
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