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Robert Laurence Binyon - The Mother
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The Mother to her brooding breast
 Her shrouded baby closely holds,
 A stationary shadow, drest
 In shadow, falling folds on folds.

 With gesture motionless as Night
 She stands; through wavering glare and sound
 Deep pierces like a sombre light
 The full gloom of her gaze profound.
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