<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To my Mother</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, I have sung of others' woes,<br> Until they almost seem'd mine own,<br>And fancy oft will scenes disclose<br> Whose being was in thought alone:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her magic power I've cherished long,<br> And yielded to her soothing sway;<br>Enchanting is her syren song,<br> And wild and wond'rous is her way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But thou—whene'er I think on thee,<br> Those glittering visions fade away;<br>My soul awakens, how tenderly!<br> To pleasures that can ne'er decay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's not an hour of life goes by<br> But makes thee still more firmly dear;<br>My sighs attend upon thy sigh,<br> My sorrows wait upon thy tear:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For earth has nought so good, so pure,<br> That may compare with love like thine—<br>Long as existence shall endure,<br> Thy star of guiding love shall shine!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O'er other stars dark clouds may lower,<br> And from our path their light may sever—<br>They lived to bless us but an hour,<br> But thine shall live to bless us ever!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louisa+Stuart+Costello">Louisa Stuart Costello</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=450010" data-title="To my Mother de Louisa Stuart Costello" data-description="Yes, I have sung of others' woes, Until they almost seem'd mine own, And fancy oft will scenes disclose Whose being was in thought alone: Her magic power I've cherished long, And yielded to her soothing sway; Enchanting is her syren song, And..."></div> </div> </div>

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