Poems (Browning)/Mother Love
Mother Love
Sometimes the Storm King hovered near; At window-pane and shaking door,He boldly threatened ill to all When denied entrance to the hall.But safely tucked in, snug and warm, What cared I for impending harm?From every trial strength you drew, How can I ever tell to youOf what I know was love untold, A fearless, boundless sea of love;You'd hold me close, nor give release, Though Heaven or earth or all should cease.