 I. Mother ! thou know'st how truly I am thine By ties of sympathy as well as blood ; Warm from my bosom, in a gushing flood, My best affections still to thee incline ; Thy breast has been to me a holy shrine, Where love unselfish, glowing gratitude, With...  One Hundred Sonnets - 28 psl.autoriai: Henry Frank Lott - 1851Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | 1849 - 606 psl.
...failing leans to virtue's side." SONNETS ADDRESSED TO MY MOTHER. BY BENRY FRANK LOTT. Mother, thou knoVst how truly I am thine By ties of sympathy as well as...varied scenes of life I rove — Not e'en the warm impnssionate caress Meeting or parting with the maid I love : A mother's love ! while I such boon possess,... | |
 | Gustaf Höfken - 1846 - 686 psl.
...breast bath been to me a holy shrine, Where love unselfish, glowing — gratitude — With all tliat makes us kind or leaves us good, In one unchanging sentiment combine. What do I cherish more than thy best blessing, As o'er the varying scenes of life I rove? Not e'en... | |
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