Ethelinda [Ethel Lynn] Eliot Beers (13 Jan 1827 – 11 Oct 1879 | Goshen NY – Orange NJ) US Civil War poet.

All quiet along the Potomac to-night. Ice-cold, like a waxen thing, the quiet sleeper lies.

It was even so. When a printed word had the quiet pulse of a reader stirred, she had found

her voice. They walk beside us everywhere – in quiet glen, in crowded street, wherever

hearts are borne about by busy human feet. Pale, quiet faces pass us by. Her voice was

wondrously quiet the summer-day long; fair, quiet, and pale, she was pining. Rest on your

oar and quiet lie: we’re floating now till the Pilot calls us by and by. Quiet lives just close

beside us shine upon the ended days. No index tells the worth of baby’s quiet breath. Had

we hither come for quiet? The seals are broken slowly, then closed with sober, quiet care.

Far down in the quiet valley I’ll tarry & people its quiet with forms loved before. The bird

in the maple was quiet — silent as the quiet shade.

Beers, Ethel Lynn. All Quiet Along the Potomac and Other Poems. Philadelphia: Porter & Coates, 1879. https://archive.org/details/cu31924021985084