Ballads of Battle/The Mother
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THE MOTHER
"Mother o' mine; O Mother o' mine."
My mother rose from her grave last night,And bent above my bed,And laid a warm kiss on my lips,A cool hand on my head;And, "Come to me, and come to me,My bonnie boy," she said.*****And when they found him at the dawn,His brow with blood defiled,And gently laid him in the earth,They wondered that he smiled.