Let it melt into your heart and make it
warmer. If "age has snowed white hairs" upon her head, treasure her the
more fondly during the few swift years she will be left to you. Soon she
will go to her reward, and you will be without the only friend of man
whose love seems to be inalienable--whose esteem he cannot barter away,
either in greed or in vice.
THE MOTHER OF MOTHERS.
In almost every community there is "a mother in Israel," a mother of
mothers, whose great heart is like the ocean, and claims the outpourings
of every stream of life. To these grand souls of virtue and goodness let
every man bow in reverence, for they are mothers to the motherless. When
the Reaper came forth to reap he aimed to take the richest sheaf, but
lo! the mother in Israel gathered the orphans together, and poured out
her tenderness upon them.
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LOVE.
Had we never loved sae kindly,
Had we never loved sae blindly,
Never met or never parted,
We had ne'er been broken-hearted!--Burns.
Dear as remembered kisses after death,
And sweet as those for others; deep as love.
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