The sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the streets of Rome. — Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin
The sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the streets of Rome. — Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin
The sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the streets of Rome. — Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin
The sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the streets of Rome. — Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin
The sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the streets of Rome. — Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin
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The sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the streets of Rome.

— Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin
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