The Golden Gift: a Token for All Seasons
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They visit us in dreams, And they glide above our memories, Like shadows over streams , But where the cheerful lights of home In constant lustre burn, The departed, — the departed Can never more return !
Park Benjamin.
THE GOLDEN GIFT.
The Motherless.
I never knew what 't was to have A mother kind and good, To cheer me when I would be grave And chide me when I 'm rude ; I never felt upon my cheek Her soft and gentle kiss, And never, never heard her speak In tones of tenderness.
She never comes ...at morning light, To hear my waking sound, Nor, when I lay me down at night, To close the curtains round.
She is not near me when I play Amid the open air, Nor when I kneel me down to pray Beside my little chair.
I 'm sure that I would like to sit All day beside her seat, And watch her fingers, as they knife A stocking for my feet.
And then, perhaps she 'd read to me From out some pretty book, — I 'm sure I should be full of glee To see her pleasant look.
64 THE GOLDEN GIFT.
I see the other girls around A mother's fondness prove, But I have never heard the sound Of a fond mother's love.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
They visit us in dreams, And they glide above our memories, Like shadows over streams , But where the cheerful lights of home In constant lustre burn, The departed, — the departed Can never more return !
Park Benjamin.
THE GOLDEN GIFT.
The Motherless.
I never knew what 't was to have A mother kind and good, To cheer me when I would be grave And chide me when I 'm rude ; I never felt upon my cheek Her soft and gentle kiss, And never, never heard her speak In tones of tenderness.
She never comes ...at morning light, To hear my waking sound, Nor, when I lay me down at night, To close the curtains round.
She is not near me when I play Amid the open air, Nor when I kneel me down to pray Beside my little chair.
I 'm sure that I would like to sit All day beside her seat, And watch her fingers, as they knife A stocking for my feet.
And then, perhaps she 'd read to me From out some pretty book, — I 'm sure I should be full of glee To see her pleasant look.
64 THE GOLDEN GIFT.
I see the other girls around A mother's fondness prove, But I have never heard the sound Of a fond mother's love.
What to read after The Golden Gift: a Token for All Seasons?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Fletcher, J. M. (Josiah Moody), B. 1828 to read onlineMoreLess
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