Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, IN A DARK HOUR, by GERTRUDE HALL



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First Line: Those tender mothers! When such little things
Last Line: Would I had died a sinless little child!
Subject(s): Mothers


THOSE tender mothers! When such little things,
Such helpless, fragile little things we are,--
How they pray God for us! How they make war
For us with death! and spread their mother-wings
About us full of anxious quiverings,
And spying each least peril from afar,
With their own arms, thereto made mighty, bar
The way from harms and smile at adder-stings,
And brave the tigers merciless and wild,
In their deep love for us; and by and by,
When we are men, to strive and stand alone,
We clasp our desperate, aching heads and moan;
Would God my mother had left me to die!
Would I had died a sinless little child!






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