The Mother's Heart
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Title
The Mother's Heart
Description
The spring of feeling gushes there,
It is a pure, unquenched flame,
A MOTHER'S heart will still remain
In mystic light from virtue's rays,
Is like the pure undying airThat o'er the fact of nature plays;
No selfish view, or sordid tie,Around the MOTHER'S heart will cling,
Nor in the hidden bed will lieA sealed or sensual thing.
It is a pure, unquenched flame,
A fountain of perpetual flow;
Though withered it will bloom again,With constant and undying glow;
In spite of every withering storm,The feelings of that faithful breast
Will guard the lone and trembling form,The friendless and oppressed.
A MOTHER'S heart will still remain
And every pang on earth endure;
Cast her affection in the flame,And it will pass unchanged and pure.
As gentle as the voice of spring,It bears not passion's deadly weight;
But to the heart of youth will cling,Till all is desolate.
Creator
R.Barker
Source
1:13, p. 4
Date
1837.04.01
Contributor
From the Mother's Magazine
Collection
Citation
R.Barker, “The Mother's Heart,” Periodical Poets, accessed May 15, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/199.
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