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Poem
October 9, 1839
Vermont Telegraph
Brandon, Rutland County, Vermont
What is this article about?
A mother's profound grief over her infant's suffering and death, culminating in solace through Christian faith and hope of reunion in heaven.
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A MOTHER'S GRIEF.
BY REV. T. DALE.
To mark the sufferings of the babe
That cannot speak its wo;
To see the infant tears gush forth,
Yet know not why they flow;
To meet the meek uplifted eye,
That fain would ask relief,
Yet can but tell of agony—
This is a mother's grief!
Through dreary days and darkest nights,
To trace the march of death;
To hear the faint and frequent sigh,
The quick and shorten'd breath;
To watch the last dread strife draw near,
And pray that struggle brief,
Though all is ended with its close,—
This is a mother's grief!
To see, in one short hour decayed,
The hope of future years;
To feel how vain a father's prayers,
How vain a mother's tears;
To think the cold grave now must close
O'er what was once the chief
Of all the treasured joys of earth—
This is a mother's grief!
Yet, when the first wild throb is past
Of anguish and despair,
To lift the eye of faith to heaven,
And think 'my child is there;
This best can dry the gushing tears,
This yields the heart relief;
Until the Christian's pious hope
O'ercomes—a mother's grief!
BY REV. T. DALE.
To mark the sufferings of the babe
That cannot speak its wo;
To see the infant tears gush forth,
Yet know not why they flow;
To meet the meek uplifted eye,
That fain would ask relief,
Yet can but tell of agony—
This is a mother's grief!
Through dreary days and darkest nights,
To trace the march of death;
To hear the faint and frequent sigh,
The quick and shorten'd breath;
To watch the last dread strife draw near,
And pray that struggle brief,
Though all is ended with its close,—
This is a mother's grief!
To see, in one short hour decayed,
The hope of future years;
To feel how vain a father's prayers,
How vain a mother's tears;
To think the cold grave now must close
O'er what was once the chief
Of all the treasured joys of earth—
This is a mother's grief!
Yet, when the first wild throb is past
Of anguish and despair,
To lift the eye of faith to heaven,
And think 'my child is there;
This best can dry the gushing tears,
This yields the heart relief;
Until the Christian's pious hope
O'ercomes—a mother's grief!
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Religious Faith
What keywords are associated?
Mothers Grief
Child Death
Infant Suffering
Christian Faith
Elegiac Lament
What entities or persons were involved?
By Rev. T. Dale.
Poem Details
Title
A Mother's Grief.
Author
By Rev. T. Dale.
Subject
A Mother's Grief Over Her Dying Child
Key Lines
This Is A Mother's Grief!
To Lift The Eye Of Faith To Heaven,
And Think 'My Child Is There;
Until The Christian's Pious Hope
O'ercomes—A Mother's Grief!