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2.
Slow serious phrases, tender words and fewThe mother whispered in a voice subdued,
Gently submitting to the wayward mood
Which from her loving watchfulness she knew
Would fade away, and by observance due
Be soon succeeded; no abrupt or rude
Commandment was she forward to intrude;
The instinct of affection, ever true
To loftiest conceptions of the mind,
Prompted such patience and respect for those
Who tho' on earth and to our care consigned
Are yet angelic. Seeing them, she knows
What loveliness might shine in humankind
If still unstained by sin, unworn by woes.
August 28, 1846.
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