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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FATHER TO MOTHER, by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: This is our child, dear - flesh of our flesh and bone of our bone Alternate Author Name(s): Droch | |||
This is our child, Dear—flesh of our flesh and bone of our bone; Here is the end of our youth, and now we begin to atone. Now we do feel what their love was—those who have reared us and taught; Now do we know of the treasures that neither are sold nor bought. Here is the joy of the Race—joy that must grow out of pain; Here is the last of our Self—now we are links in the chain. Body of yours and mine no more is the measure of grief— All that he suffers is ours—and increased while we cry for relief; Yea, for our boy, our Beloved, we'll yearn through the beckoning years— Toil for him, laugh with him, struggle, and pour out the fountain of tears | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE FARRAGUT STATUE by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) FOR A NOVEL OF HALL CAINE'S by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) JAMES MCCOSH by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) THE TOWERS OF PRINCETON [FROM THE TRAIN] by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) TO A FRIEND DYING by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) HOTHOUSE VIOLET SPEAKS by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) HARLEM SHADOWS by CLAUDE MCKAY CHRIST IN THE UNIVERSE by ALICE MEYNELL |
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