Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By John BanisterTabb957 The Child
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When he would kiss his mother’s cheek
And to her bosom press,
The brightest angels standing near
Would turn away to hide a tear—
For they are motherless.
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When wingless to the world He came,
And wordless, though Himself the Word
That made the blossom and the bird?
TO HIS MOTHER
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That bowed its fragrant head
And blushed a rosy red
Before her fairer light.
The crimson blossom saw
Her beauty, and in awe
Became as white as snow.