First Line: I KNOW MYSELF NO MORE, MY CHILD Last Line: AND MANY A WEEPING HEAD. Subject(s): CHILDREN; GRIEF; MOTHERS; PITY; CHILDHOOD; SORROW; SADNESS;
I KNOW myself no more, my child, Since thou art come to me, Pity so tender and so wild Hath wrapped my thoughts of thee.
These thoughts, a fiery gentle rain, Are from the Mother shed, Where many a broken heart hath lain And many a weeping head.
