MOTHER, O mother! forever I cry for you, Sing the old song I may never forget; Even in slumber I murmur and sigh for you,-- Mother, O mother, Sing low, "Little brother, Sleep, for thy mother bends over thee yet!" Mother, O mother! the years are so lonely, Filled but with weariness, doubt and regret! Can't you come back to me--for to-night only. Mother, my mother, And sing, "Little brother, Sleep, for thy mother bends over thee yet!" Mother, O mother! of old I had never One wish denied me, nor trouble to fret; Now--must I cry out all vainly forever,-- Mother, sweet mother, O sing, "Little brother, Sleep, for thy mother bends over thee yet!" Mother, O mother! must longing and sorrow Leave me in darkness, with eyes ever wet, And never the hope of a meeting to-morrow? Answer me, mother, And sing, "Little brother, Sleep, for thy mother bends over thee yet!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SAGA OF THE SMALL-BREASTED WOMAN by KAREN SWENSON THE GUARDIAN ANGEL (A PICTURE AT FANO) by ROBERT BROWNING THE RIVULET by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE CALL OF THE WILD by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE MY BED IS A BOAT by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON PSALM 101 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ASPIRATIONS: 1 by MATHILDE BLIND |