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IN THE SHADOWS: 24, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Tis april, yet the wind retains its tooth
Last Line: Transfigured in the radiant mist of love.
Subject(s): Mothers


'Tis April, yet the wind retains its tooth.
I cannot venture in the biting air,
But sit and feign wild trash, and dreams uncouth,
"Stretched on the rack of a too easy chair."
And when the day has howled itself to sleep,
The lamp is lighted in my little room;
And lowly, as the tender lapwings creep,
Comes my own mother, with her love's perfume.
O living sons with living mothers! learn
Their worth, and use them gently, with no chiding;
For youth, I know, is quick; of temper stern
Sometimes; and apt to blunder without guiding.
So was I long, but now I see her move,
Transfigured in the radiant mist of love.





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