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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY MOTHER, by HENRY KIRKE WHITE Poet's Biography
First Line: And canst thou, mother, for a moment think
Last Line: And smooth the pillow of thy sinking age.
Variant Title(s): Sonnet To My Mother
Subject(s): Mothers
First Line: And canst thou, mother, for a moment think
Last Line: And smooth the pillow of thy sinking age.
Variant Title(s): Sonnet To My Mother
Subject(s): Mothers
AND canst thou, Mother, for a moment think
That we thy children, when old age shall shed
Its blanching honors on thy weary head,
Could from our best of duties ever shrink?
Sooner the sun from his high sphere should sink
Than we, ungrateful leave thee in that day,
To pine in solitude thy life away,
Or shun thee, tottering on the grave's cold brink.
Banish the thought!--where'er our steps may roam,
O'er smiling plains, or wastes without a tree,
Still will fond memory point our hearts to thee,
And paint the pleasures of thy peaceful home;
While duty bids us all thy griefs assuage,
And smooth the pillow of thy sinking age.
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