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Steel them with judgment, darken them with
blame; But by the ways of light ineffable You bade me go and I have faltered from, By the low waters moaning out of hell Whereto
feet have come, Lay not on me these intolerable Looks of rejoicing love, of pride, of happy
Nothing dismayed ?
, yet, Brave eyes and true! See how the shriveled heart, that long has
William Vaughn Moody
Would you know the baby's skies?
Mother, keep your eyes from tears,
M. C. Bartlett
THE MOTHER'S RETURN
A MONTH, sweet little ones, is past
dear mother went away,
O blessed tidings! thought of joy!
Louder and louder did he shout,
With witless hope to bring her near; “ Nay, patience! patience, little boy ! Your tender mother cannot hear.”
I told of hills, and far-off towns,
No strife disturbs his sister's breast;
Her joy is like an instinct, joy
Her brother now takes
the note, And answers back his sister's glee: They hug the infant in my arms, As if to force his sympathy.
Then, settling into fond discourse,
We told o'er all that we had done, —
We talked of change, of winter gone, Of green leaves on the hawthorn spray, Of birds that build their nests and sing, And all “since mother went away!”
To her these tales they will repeat,
But see, the evening star comes forth!
- and in a merry fit They run up stairs in gamesome race; I, too, infected by their mood, I could have joined the wanton chase. Five minutes past — and, O the change! Asleep upon their beds they lie; Their busy limbs in perfect rest, And closed the sparkling eye.
SONG FROM “THE PRINCESS"
HOME they brought her warrior dead ;
Then they praised him, soft and low,
Call'd him worthy to be loved,
Yet she neither spoke nor moved.
Stole a maiden from her place,
Lightly to the warrior stept,
Yet she neither moved nor wept.
Rose a nurse of ninety years,
Set his child upon her knee-
ALISON'S MOTHER TO THE
BROOK, of the listening grass,
Brook of the sun-fleckt wings,
Will you forever pass, After so many years and dear to tell ?Brook of all hoverings Brook that I kneel above; Brook of my love.