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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Memorial Pillar</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hast thou thro' Eden's wild-wood vales, pursued <br>Each mountain-scene, magnificently rude, <br>Nor with attention's lifted eye, revered <br>That modest stone, by pious Pembroke rear'd, <br>Which still records, beyond the pencil's power, <br>The silent sorrows of a parting hour? ~ ROGERS. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother and child! whose blending tears<br>Have sanctified the place,<br>Where, to the love of many years,<br>Was given one last embrace;<br>Oh! ye have shrin'd a spell of power,<br>Deep in your record of that hour!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A spell to waken solemn thought,<br>A still, small under-tone,<br>That calls back days of childhood, fraught <br>With many a treasure gone;<br>And smites, perchance, the hidden source,<br>Tho' long untroubledâ€“of remorse. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For who, that gazes on the stone<br>Which marks your parting spot, <br>Who but a mother's love hath known,<br>The one love changing not?<br>Alas! and haply learn'd its worth<br>First with the sound of 'Earth to earth?' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But thou, high-hearted daughter! thou, <br>O'er whose bright honour'd head,<br>Blessings and tears of holiest flow,<br>Ev'n here were fondly shed,â€“<br>Thou from the passion of thy grief,<br>In its full burst, couldst draw relief. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For, oh! tho' painful be th' excess,<br>The might wherewith it swells,<br>In nature's fount no bitterness<br>Of nature's mingling, dwells;<br>And thou hadst not, by wrong or pride, <br>Poison'd the free and healthful tide. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But didst thou meet the face no more<br>Which thy young heart first knew?<br>And allâ€“was all in this world o'er,<br>With ties thus close and true? <br>It was!â€“On earth no other eye<br>Could give thee back thine infancy. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No other voice could pierce the maze<br>Where, deep within thy breast,<br>The sounds and dreams of other days <br>With memory lay at rest;<br>No other smile to thee could bring<br>A gladd'ning, like the breath of spring. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, while thy place of weeping still<br>Its lone memorial keeps, <br>While on thy name, midst wood and hill,<br>The quiet sunshine sleeps,<br>And touches, in each graven line,<br>Of reverential thought a sign; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Can I, while yet these tokens wear <br>The impress of the dead,<br>Think of the love embodied there,<br>As of a vision fled?<br>A perish'd thing, the joy and flower<br>And glory of one earthly hour? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not so!â€“I will not bow me so,<br>To thoughts that breathe despair!<br>A loftier faith we need below,<br>Life's farewell words to bear.<br>Mother and child!â€“Your tears are pastâ€“ <br>Surely your hearts have met at last.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Felicia+Dorothea+Hemans">Felicia Dorothea Hemans</a><div class=q>
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Each mountain-scene, magnificently rude, 
Nor with attention's lifted eye, revered 
That modest stone, by pious Pembroke rear'd, 
Which still records, beyond the pencil's power, 
The silent sorrows ..."></div>
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