THE MOTHER'S VIGIL.
A wakeful night with stealthy tread O'er weary day bad crept, As near her dying infant's bed A mother watched and wept. She saw the dews of death o'erspread That brow so white and fair, And bowing down her aching head She breathed a fervent pi ayer : " O Thou," she cried, " a mother's love Hast known—a mother's grief — Bend down from starry heights above, And send my heart relief. Sweet lipß that smile are drawn in pain, Yet rest his life may keep, And give him to my weary arms again; Oh, lot my baby sleep!" When sickly dawn a gleam had cast Of light on night's black pall, Through gates of heaven in mercy passed An answer to her call. On sombre wings, through gloomy skies, Deaih's angel darkly swept — He softly kißsed those troubled eyes, And lo ! the infant slept. —Hugh Conway.
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Bruce Herald, Volume XVII, Issue 1753, 28 May 1886, Page 5
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147THE MOTHER'S YIGIL. Bruce Herald, Volume XVII, Issue 1753, 28 May 1886, Page 5
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