Mother's Day: Its History, Origin, Celebration, Spirit, and Significance as Related in Prose and VerseRobert Haven Schauffler |
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... head of the State ; and Whereas the American mother is doing so much for the home , for moral uplift , and religion , hence so much for good government and humanity ; Therefore be it Resolved , etc. , That the President of the United ...
... head of the State ; and Whereas the American mother is doing so much for the home , for moral uplift , and religion , hence so much for good government and humanity ; Therefore be it Resolved , etc. , That the President of the United ...
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... head upon the shrine of such pure joys , And , laughing , slept . And while it slept , the tears Of the sweet mother fell upon its cheek , - Tears such as fall from April skies , and bring The sunlight after . They were tears of joy ...
... head upon the shrine of such pure joys , And , laughing , slept . And while it slept , the tears Of the sweet mother fell upon its cheek , - Tears such as fall from April skies , and bring The sunlight after . They were tears of joy ...
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... head Close by , inscribed to one the world has known ; But ah ! that lonely grave with moss o'ergrown Thrilled me far more than his who armies led . " She made home happy ! " through the long sad years , The mother toiled and never ...
... head Close by , inscribed to one the world has known ; But ah ! that lonely grave with moss o'ergrown Thrilled me far more than his who armies led . " She made home happy ! " through the long sad years , The mother toiled and never ...
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... asleep when you're weary , And no one shall know of our beautiful dream But you and your own little dearie . And when I am tired I'll nestle my head In 80 AMERICAN HOLIDAYS Valentines to My Mother Christina G Rossetti Child and Mother.
... asleep when you're weary , And no one shall know of our beautiful dream But you and your own little dearie . And when I am tired I'll nestle my head In 80 AMERICAN HOLIDAYS Valentines to My Mother Christina G Rossetti Child and Mother.
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... head In the bosom that's soothed me so often , And the wide - awake stars shall sing in my stead A song which our dreaming shall soften . So Mother - my - Love , let me take your dear hand , And away through the starlight we'll wander ...
... head In the bosom that's soothed me so often , And the wide - awake stars shall sing in my stead A song which our dreaming shall soften . So Mother - my - Love , let me take your dear hand , And away through the starlight we'll wander ...
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Admetus Andromache baby beautiful bird blessed breast brow cheek child CHRISTINA G Clytemnestra cold Coriolanus dank and lone dark darling daughter DAVID GRAY dead death dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING EUGENE FIELD Euripides eyes face fair father flowers fond gentle girl grief hand happy hear heard heaven holy hope hour husband infant JEAN INGELOW kiss light lips living look MARY FRANCES BUTTS maternal morning Mother o'mine mother's heart mother's love motherhood nest never night Niobe numbers o'er pain PHOEBE CARY play pray prayer RABINDRANATH TAGORE rest rice-swamps dank ROBERT BRIDGES ROBERT HAVEN SCHAUFFLER rock shine sing sleep smile sold and gone song sons sorrow soul spirit stars story sweet tears tender thine things thou thought touched voice W. D. HOWELLS watch weary weep woman women words young youth
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Page 18 - Now, when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow ; and much people of the city was with her.
Page 242 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise, — The son of parents passed into the skies.
Page 239 - It was.— Where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown: May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Page 239 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! It answers — Yes. I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu I But was it such ? — It was.
Page 61 - Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
Page 18 - And when she could not longer hide him, she took for him an ark of bulrushes, and daubed it with slime and with pitch, and put the child therein ; and she laid it in the flags by the river's brink.
Page 21 - All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother — blessings on her memory!
Page 114 - Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again just for to-night...
Page 238 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Page 350 - ... the welfare of such child to remain at home, the court may enter an order finding such facts and fixing the amount of money necessary to enable the parent or parents to properly care for such child, and thereupon it shall be the duty of the County Board, through its County Agent or otherwise, to pay to such parent or parents, at such times as said order may designate, the amount so specified for the care of such dependent or neglected child until the further order of the court.