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A Son's Farewell to his Mother, and Departure from Home.—Connecticut Observer.
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A Son's Farewell to his Mother, and Departure from Home.—Connecticut Observer.
Mother—I leave thy dwelling,
Thy counsel and thy care;
With grief my heart is swelling
No more in them to share;
Nor hear that sweet voice speaking
When hours of joy run high,
Nor meet that mild eye seeking
When sorrow's touch comes nigh.
Thy counsel and thy care;
With grief my heart is swelling
No more in them to share;
Nor hear that sweet voice speaking
When hours of joy run high,
Nor meet that mild eye seeking
When sorrow's touch comes nigh.
Mother—I leave thy dwelling,
And the sweet hour of prayer;
With grief my heart is swelling
No more to meet thee there.
Thy faith and fervor, pleading
In unspent tones of love,
Perchance my soul are leading
To better hopes above.
And the sweet hour of prayer;
With grief my heart is swelling
No more to meet thee there.
Thy faith and fervor, pleading
In unspent tones of love,
Perchance my soul are leading
To better hopes above.
Mother—I leave thy dwelling;
Oh! shall it be for ever?
With grief my heart is swelling,
From thee—from thee—to sever.
These arms, that now enfold me
So closely to thy heart,
These eyes, that now behold me,
From all—from all—I part.
Oh! shall it be for ever?
With grief my heart is swelling,
From thee—from thee—to sever.
These arms, that now enfold me
So closely to thy heart,
These eyes, that now behold me,
From all—from all—I part.
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