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" We are so dull and thankless ; and too slow To catch the sunshine till it slips away. And now it seems surpassing strange to me, That while I wore the badge of motherhood, I did not kiss more oft and tenderly The little child that brought me only good. "
The Humbler Poets: A Collection of Newspaper and Periodical Verse, 1870-1885 - หน้า 226
1885 - 459 หน้า
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The Christian Pioneer, เล่มที่ 32-33

1878 - 300 หน้า
...badge of motherhood I did not kiss more oft and tenderly The little child that brought me only good. And if, some night, when you sit down to rest, You miss the elbow on your tired knee — This restless curly head from off your breast, This lisping tongue...

Waifs and thier Authors.

ALPHONSO A. HOPKINS - 1876 - 376 หน้า
...badge of motherhood, I did not kiss more oft and tenderly The little child that brought me only good. And if, some night, when you sit down to rest, You...this elbow from your tired knee — This restless, curly head from off your breast, This lisping tongue that chatters constantly : If from your own the...

Wellman's Miscellany, เล่มที่ 5-7

1872 - 320 หน้า
...badge of motherhood, I did not kiss more oft and tenderly, The little child that brought me only good. And if some night when you sit down to rest, You miss...white feet into their grave had tripped, I could not blanu! you for your heartache then ! I wonder s , that mother's ever fret At little children clinging...

The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet: Combining 100 Choice ..., เล่มที่ 2

1884 - 794 หน้า
...badge of motherhood, I did not kiss more oft and tenderly The little child that brought me only good. And if, some night when you sit down to rest, You...If the white feet into their grave had tripped, I wonder so that mothers ever frot At little children clinging to their gown ; Or that the footprints,...

THE LATTER-DAY SAINTS' MILLENNIAL STAR

Elder James A. Little - 1872 - 862 หน้า
...bartgs of motherhood, I did not kiss more oft, and tenderly. The little child that brought mo only good. And if. some night when you sit down to rest, You...hands had slipped, And ne'er would nestle in your palm ag*in : If the white feet into their grave had tripped. I could not blame you for your heart-ache then:...

The Onward reciter ed. by W. Darrah, เล่มที่ 4

William Darrah - 1875 - 200 หน้า
...that brought me only good. And if, some night when you sit down to rest, You missed the elbow from the tired knee, — This restless curling head from off...nestle in your palm again, — If the white feet into the grave had tripped ; — I could not blame you for your heart-ache then ! I wonder so that mothers...

De La Salle Monthly: A Catholic Magazine, เล่มที่ 7-8

1873 - 548 หน้า
...badge of motherhood, I did not kiss more oft and tenderly The little child that brought me only good. And if, some night, when you sit down to rest, You miss the elbow from your tired knee, This restless, curling head, from off your breast, This lisping tongue...

The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet: Combining 100 Choice Selections ...

1876 - 732 หน้า
...badge of motherhood, I did not kiss more oft and tenderly The little child that brought me "only good. And if, some night when you sit down to rest, You...breast, — This lisping tongue that chatters constantly ; I wonder so that mothers ever fret At little children clinging to their gown ; Or that the footprints,...

The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet, เล่มที่ 2

1876 - 732 หน้า
...badge of motherhood, I did not kiss more oft and tenderly The little child that brought me only good. And if, some night when you sit down to rest, You...curling head from off your breast, — This lisping tongne that chatters constantly; If from your own the dimpled hands had slipped, And ne'er would nestle...

The Voice of Childhood, Or, The Influence and the Poetry, the Wrongs and the ...

John De Fraine - 1877 - 56 หน้า
...badge of motherhood, I did not kiss more oft and tenderly, The little child that brought me only good. And if some night when you sit down to rest, You miss...tripped ; I could not blame you for your heartache then. I wonder so that mothers ever fret At little children clinging at their gown ; Or that the footprints...




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