Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY MOTHER, by EUGENE FIELD Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How fair you are, my mother Last Line: My guardian angel, mother. Subject(s): Mothers | ||||||||
HOW fair you are, my mother! Ah, though 'tis many a year Since you were here, Still do I see your beauteous face, And with the glow Of your dark eyes cometh a grace Of long ago. So gentle, too, my mother! Just as of old, upon my brow, Like benedictions now, Falleth your dear hand's touch; And still, as then, A voice that glads me overmuch Cometh again, My fair and gentle mother! How you have loved me, mother, I know not power to tell, Knowing full well That even in the rest above It is your will To watch and guard me with your love, Loving me still. And, as of old, my mother, I am content to be a child, By mother's love beguiled From all these other charms; So to the last Within thy dear, protecting arms Hold thou me fast, My guardian angel, mother. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS IN THE 25TH YEAR OF MY MOTHER'S DEATH by JUDY JORDAN THE PAIDLIN' WEAN by ALEXANDER ANDERSON BLASTING FROM HEAVEN by PHILIP LEVINE CHILD AND MOTHER by EUGENE FIELD |
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