<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408085" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Don't Be Cruel to the Motherless Darlings</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun that sank just now beyond those calm waters<br>Shines not for me;<br>The sun that will to-morrow gild yonder mountain<br>I shall not see.<br>Faint forms draw near, and seem to beckon, beckon;<br>&quot;Come now!&quot; sweet voices seem to say;<br>And, but for thought of these my poor little darlings,<br>Glad I obey!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I must let go each little hand;<br>I must leave all behind.<br>Oh! don't be cruel to the motherless darlings;<br>Don't be unkind!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since first I looked upon my Delbert and Daisy<br>Five years and three --<br>'Twas love and gentleness, 'twas ruling by kindness,<br>Won them to me.<br>Harsh words will draw them nearer never, never!<br>But love their hidden hearts will find.<br>Oh! don't be cruel to the motherless darlings;<br>Don't be unkind!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twould break their little hearts if, while in your keeping,<br>Love were withdrawn --<br>If, through your cold neglect, they lose all their sunshine<br>When I am gone.<br>To this, my dying message, listen, listen!<br>Keep this, my last request, in mind:<br>Oh! don't be cruel to the motherless darlings;<br>Don' be unkind!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Clay+Work">Henry Clay Work</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=408085" data-title="Don't Be Cruel to the Motherless Darlings de Henry Clay Work" data-description="The sun that sank just now beyond those calm waters Shines not for me; The sun that will to-morrow gild yonder mountain I shall not see. Faint forms draw near, and seem to beckon, beckon; &quot;Come now!&quot; sweet voices seem to say; And, but fo..."></div> </div> </div>

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