THE DEAD SON
"The other children play;
But when I would rejoice,
O mother, I hear from far away
The crying of your voice!
Your tears are heavy as lead;
I cannot run, nor leap:
O mother, mother, mother," he said,
"I pray you not to weep!"
But when I would rejoice,
O mother, I hear from far away
The crying of your voice!
Your tears are heavy as lead;
I cannot run, nor leap:
O mother, mother, mother," he said,
"I pray you not to weep!"
The red cock and the black
Crew, and her lamb was gone;
She rose and set the window back
And welcomed in the dawn.
She swept the sanded floor,
And made the fire to burn,
With all her weeping done and o'er.
God comfort them that mourn!
Crew, and her lamb was gone;
She rose and set the window back
And welcomed in the dawn.
She swept the sanded floor,
And made the fire to burn,
With all her weeping done and o'er.
God comfort them that mourn!
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