Mother Would Comfort Me
H. DE MARSAN. DEALER IN SONGS TOY BOKKS &C No 54 CHATHAM. N. Y.
Mother Would Comfort Me.
Wounded and sorrowful, far from my home,
Sick among strangers, uncared for, unknown:
Even the birds that used sweetly to sing,
Are silent and swiftly have taken the wing!
No one but Mother can cheer me to-day,
No one for me could so fervently pray:
None to console me, no kind friend is near:
Mother would comfort me, if she were here!
If she were with me, I soon would forget
My pain and my sorrow, no more would I fret;
One kiss from her lips, or one look from her eye
Would make me contented, and willing to die!..
Gently her hand o’er my fore-head she’d press,
Trying to free me from pain and distress;
Kindly she’d say to me: Be of good cheer,
Mother will comfort you, Mother is here!
Cheerfully, Faithfully, Mother would stay
Always beside me, by night and by day—
If I should murmur or wish to complain,
Her gentle voice would soon calm me again. .
Sweetly a Mother’s lover shines like a star,
Brightest in darkness, when daylight’s afar!
In clouds or in sunshine. pleasures or pain,
Mother’s affection is ever the same!