Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE YOUNG MOTHER, by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE


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First Line: The host lifts high the candlelight
Last Line: The son for whom she died!
Subject(s): Mothers; Stillbirth; Death - Childbirth


THE Host lifts high the candlelight --
"Out in the dark who waits before?
Now who is this at mid of night,
Comes faring to my door?"
With rushes is the chamber set;
The house is sweet without, within;
For it may be she will forget
The place where she hath been.
But lonely, lonely in the room,
With strange eyes looks she all about;
She sees the broken boughs in bloom,
The red wine poured out.
They crowd around her where she stands,
The children and the elders there;
They put the cup within her hands;
They break the loaf so fair.
Oh, what to her that they are kind!
Oh, let the tears come like a tide!
She cannot keep from out her mind
The son for whom she died!






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