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.
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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.
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.