<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391069" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Mary Field French</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A dying mother gave to you<br>Her child a many years ago;<br>How in your gracious love he grew,<br>You know, dear, patient heart, you know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mother's child you fostered then<br>Salutes you now and bids you take<br>These little children of his pen<br>And love them for the author's sake.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To you I dedicate this book,<br>And, as you read it line by line,<br>Upon its faults as kindly look<br>As you have always looked on mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tardy the offering is and weak;--<br>Yet were I happy if I knew<br>These children had the power to speak<br>My love and gratitude to you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</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=391069" data-title="To Mary Field French de Eugene Field" data-description="A dying mother gave to you Her child a many years ago; How in your gracious love he grew, You know, dear, patient heart, you know. The mother's child you fostered then Salutes you now and bids you take These little children of his pen And love th..."></div> </div> </div>

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