<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374142" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Crown Of Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE days, the doubts, the dreams of pain <br>Are over, not to come again, <br>And from the menace of the night <br>Has dawned the day-star of delight: <br>My baby lies against me pressed-- <br>Thus, Mother of God, are mothers blessed! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>His little head upon my arm, <br>His little body soft and warm, <br>His little feet that cannot stand <br>Held in the heart of this, my hand. <br>His little mouth close on my breast-- <br>Thus, Mary's Son, are mothers blessed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>All dreams of deeds, all deeds of day <br>Are very faint and far away, <br>Yet you some day will stand upright <br>And fight God's foes, in manhood's might, <br>You--tiny, worshipped, clasped, caressed-- <br>Thus, Mother of God, are mothers blessed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Whatever grief may come to be <br>This hour divine goes on for me. <br>All glorious is my little span, <br>Since I, like God, have made a man, <br>A little image of God's best-- <br>Thus, Mary's Son, are mothers blessed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Come change, come loss, come worlds of tears, <br>Come endless chain of empty years; <br>They cannot take away the hour <br>That gives me You--my bird, my flower! <br>Thank God for this! Leave God the rest!-- <br>Thus, Mother of God, are mothers blessed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374142" data-title="The Crown Of Life de Edith Nesbit" data-description="THE days, the doubts, the dreams of pain Are over, not to come again, And from the menace of the night Has dawned the day-star of delight: My baby lies against me pressed-- Thus, Mother of God, are mothers blessed! His little head upon my ..."></div> </div> </div>

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