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Show The Mother. .Orc.it pnsslons I iiunko tlmt must How nny woman to tlio dust With fenr lot she should fall tn rlso As high ns tliofe. enamored eye. Now for those tlylni? days nnd sweet I lt In lleimty's Mercy Hont. My smiles, my fnvors I nwnrd, Since I am hemitlful, nilured. They prnlio m'y cheek, my lips, my eyes, Willi Lovo's most exquisite ll.itterles; Covet my IiiiiiiIm Hint, they may kiss And to their anient bosoms press. My foot upon 111 nursery stnlr Mnkes them a murla rich ninl rare; My skirt Hint rustlos ns 1 tome For very rupture strikes them dumb. Whnt Jenldusles of word and slnncol Tho llRht of my .poor couutenaiico Lights up their world Hint clso wero drenr. "But you nro lovely, mother, dcnrl" I ro not to my grave, but I Know llenuty's full supremacy: Llko Cleopatra's self, I provo Tho very heights nnd depths of Love. So to be Invul, so to be. wjjfrt, OI moro Hum mortnl woi.i should! Whnt If sho'fnll or fnll behind! Lord inaku mo worthy, keep them blind! Mcxlcnn Herald. |