Memorials of Theophilus Trinal, Student By Thomas T. Lynch. Third Edition, Enlarged |
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THE MOTHER.
A babe doth rest upon her breast,
It is her latest bloom;
A hidden bud she cherisheth,
That soon to light will come.
It is her latest bloom;
A hidden bud she cherisheth,
That soon to light will come.
And lovely is the open flower,
Freshly sweet and fair;
And wondrous is the forming bud,
Warm-shrouded from the air.
Freshly sweet and fair;
And wondrous is the forming bud,
Warm-shrouded from the air.
Dear as to Eve the stainless blooms
Of Eden's central tree,
Are, Mother! to thy heart the babes
That blossom forth from thee.
Of Eden's central tree,
Are, Mother! to thy heart the babes
That blossom forth from thee.
The clustering valley-lilies white
Have soft broad leaves above;
And safely grow the innocents,
Shielded by mother's love.
Have soft broad leaves above;
And safely grow the innocents,
Shielded by mother's love.
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