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Dinah Maria Mulock - The Mother’s Visit
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LONG years ago she visited my chamber, 
Steps soft and slow, a taper in her hand; 
Her fond kiss she laid upon my eyelids, 
Fair as an angel from the unknown land: 
Mother, mother, is it thou I see? 
Mother, mother, watching over me. 

And yesternight I saw her cross my chamber, 
Soundless as light, a palm-branch in her hand; 
Her mild eyes she bent upon my anguish, 
Calm as an angel from the blessed land; 
Mother, mother, is it thou I see? 
Mother, mother, art thou come for me?
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