<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428652" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mid the Piteous Heaps of Dead</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'MID the piteous heaps of dead <br>Goes one weary golden head <br>Tossing ever to and fro, <br>Calling loud and calling low. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Mother, mother, step so light, <br>Mother, lay your fingers white <br>On my forehead like a dew ! <br>Mother, mother, where are you?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Still so loud he makes his cry <br>That the dying cannot die; <br>All the writhing field's one groan<br>While he lies and cries alone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But his mother's far away; <br>Cannot hear him cry and say: <br>Mother, I am dying, come!<br>Mother, I am lost from home!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Mary, Mother of all men, <br>Come and comfort him in pain. <br>Take his young head to the breast <br>Where your Child and God had rest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Mary, Mary, step so light. <br>Mary, lay your fingers white <br>On his forehead! He shall dream <br>That his mother comforts him. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Mary, Mother, croon him o'er <br>Lullabies you sang before! <br>Mary, ease him, crooning low, <br>In the way that mothers know!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Tynan">Katharine Tynan</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=428652" data-title="Mid the Piteous Heaps of Dead de Katharine Tynan" data-description="'MID the piteous heaps of dead Goes one weary golden head Tossing ever to and fro, Calling loud and calling low. Mother, mother, step so light, Mother, lay your fingers white On my forehead like a dew ! Mother, mother, where are you? St..."></div> </div> </div>

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