I MOTHER. o$o Load thy mother tenderly Down life's steep decline ; Once her arm was thy support, Now she leans on thine. See upon her loving faco ( Those deep lines of care ' - a-. Thuk it was her tojkrJPc " Left that record there. J Ne'er forget her tireless watch, Kept by day and night, Talcing from her steps the grace, From her eye the light. Cherish well her faithful heart, Which through weary years, " Echoed with its sympathy All thy smiles and tears. Thank God for thy mother's love, Guard the priceless boon ; For tho bitter parting hour, Cometh all too soon. When thy grateful tenderness Loses power to save, Earth will hold no dearer spot Than thy mother's grave. Selected.