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THE HEART OF A MOTHER
You were so far away,
Beyond all help from me;
And so when skies were gray,
Or clouds lowered threateningly,
And the wailing storm-wind blew,
My heart went out to you.

I always felt afraid
You were out in the stormy weather,
The rain on your bonny head,
The wind and the rain together.
Ah me! I never knew
What harm might come to you.

So many pains there are,
And perils by land and sea;
And each his cross must bear,
And each his weird must dree;
And it might be even then
You lived your hour of pain.

My fears were unavailing:
You are so safe for aye—
My dear, who went a-sailing
On Death's wide sea one day;

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