 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
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HEARTSEASE.
Sweet mother, on whose calm and candid brow,
Love makes its happy and abiding home,
As sunshine on the South's celestial dome,
Of all fair souls most beautiful art thou.
Love makes its happy and abiding home,
As sunshine on the South's celestial dome,
Of all fair souls most beautiful art thou.
I gave thee love at first, but worship now
Springs from my heart, as lilies from the loam,
Or out of purple seas the flowers of foam,
And takes the shape of many a holy vow.
Springs from my heart, as lilies from the loam,
Or out of purple seas the flowers of foam,
And takes the shape of many a holy vow.
Let others style thee by thy wedded name,
Or by what pretty fantasies they please,
Culled from the kindly vales or laughing leas;
Or by what pretty fantasies they please,
Culled from the kindly vales or laughing leas;
In all thy titles thou art still the same,
Followed by blessing and unscathed by blame,
But in thy household rites my own Heartsease.
Followed by blessing and unscathed by blame,
But in thy household rites my own Heartsease.
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