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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391790" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dedication Poem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Outcast from her home in Syria<br>In the lonely, dreary wild;<br>Heavy hearted, sorrow stricken,<br>Sat a mother and her child.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was not a voice to cheer her<br>Not a soul to share her fate;<br>She was weary, he was fainting, <br>And life seemed so desolate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far away in sunny Egypt<br>Was lone Hagar's native land; <br>Where the Nile in kingly bounty<br>Scatters bread with gracious hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the tents of princely Abram<br>She for years had found a home;<br>Till the stern decree of Sarah<br>Sent her forth the wild to roam.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hour by hour she journeyed onward<br>From the shelter of their tent,<br>Till her footsteps slowly faltered<br>And the water all was spent;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then she veiled her face in sorrow,<br>Feared her child would die of thirst<br>Till her eyes with tears so holden<br>Saw a sparkling fountain burst.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! how happy was that mother,<br>What a soothing of her pain;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When she saw her child reviving,<br>Life rejoicing through each vein</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Does not life repeat this story,<br>Tell it over day by day ?<br>Of the fountains of refreshment<br>Ever springing by our way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here is one by which we gather,<br>On this bright and happy day,<br>Just to bask beside a fountain<br>Making gladder life's highway.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bringing unto hearts now aged<br>Who have borne life's burdens long,<br>Such a gift of love and mercy<br>As deserves our sweetest song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such a gift that even heaven<br>May rejoice with us below,<br>If the pure and holy angels<br>Join us in our joy and woe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">May the memory of the giver<br>In this home where age may rest,<br>Float like fragrance through the ages,<br>Ever blessing, ever blest. .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the gates of pearl are opened<br>May we there this friend behold,<br>Drink with him from living fountains,<br>Walk with him the streets of gold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When life's shattered cords of music<br>Shall again be sweetly sung;<br>Then our hearts with life immortal,<br>Shall be young, forever young.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frances+Ellen+Watkins+Harper">Frances Ellen Watkins Harper</a><div class=q>
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In the lonely, dreary wild;
Heavy hearted, sorrow stricken,
Sat a mother and her child.

There was not a voice to cheer her
Not a soul to share her fate;
She was weary, he was fainting, 
And life seemed so desolate.
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