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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BY THE EVENING FIRE, by EDWARD SANDFORD MARTIN Poet's Biography
First Line: If mothers by their failings were condemned
Last Line: Wrapped in her love, the restful child finds rest.
Subject(s): Mothers
First Line: If mothers by their failings were condemned
Last Line: Wrapped in her love, the restful child finds rest.
Subject(s): Mothers
IF mothers by their failings were condemned,
Oh, what an orphaned planet this would be!
That's not its fate. Their loving makes amend
For all the tale of their deficiency.
Though tempers by the long day's cares are tried,
And sharp words sometimes fall, and tears ensue;
Though hasty tongues unseasonably chide,
And little faults look bigger than is true--
Comes evening and anew with strength equips
Love's steady current strenuous to bless.
Smoothed, then, Care's lines by childish fingertips;
Cured the heart pangs by childhood's warm caress.
Clasped in the mother's arms, close to her breast,
Wrapped in her love, the restful child finds rest.
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