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We know that still her faithful love
Shall long that other love to meet;—
Than mother-love, save that above,
One cannot find a love more sweet!

When tears repentant wiped away,
The erring child begins anew,
'Tis then her kiss restores his bliss
And leaden skies give place to blue;
Once more we see untiring love
Go forth the other love to meet;
Save that above, there is no love
Like mother-love, so steadfast, sweet.

At last, when childhood days have flown,
And silvered hairs frame furrowed brow,
Still, love alone doth all condone,
She doth with virtue him endow;
Ah, then, perchance, as quenchless love
Still yearns that earthly love to meet,
The clouds dispel,—in light above,
She wakes undying Love to greet.


EACH OTHER
Let us help each other;
This day must we try;
Wait not for another,
Time is flitting by.

Let us cheer each other,—
Give the ready smile;
Thinking of another
Shortens every mile.

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