Lucretia Maria Davidson - To a Young Lady Whose Mother Was Insane

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Lucretia Maria Davidson - To a Young Lady Whose Mother Was Insane

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And thou hast never, never known A mother's love, a mother's care! Hast wept, and sigh'd, and smil'd alone Unblest by e'en a mother's prayer Oh, if sad sorrow's blighting hand Hath e'er an arrow, it is this; To feel that phrenzy's burning brand Hath wip'd away a mother's kiss; To mark the gulf, the starless wave Which rolls between thee and her love To feel that better were a grave A grave beneath — a home above; Than thus that she should linger on In dreamless, sunless solitude; Like some bright ruin'd shrine, where one All loveliness and truth hath stood And he, her love, her life, her light How burst the storm o'er him! Oh, darker than Egyptian night 'T was one wild troubled dream! To gaze upon that eye, whose beam Was love, and life, and light To mark its wild and wandering gleam Which dazzles but to blight; To turn in anguish and despair —From those wild notes of sadness And feel that there was darkness there The midnight mist of madness; To start beneath the thrilling swell Of notes still sweet, tho' wasted To mark the idol lov'd too well In all its beauty blasted; Oh! it were better far to kneel In darkly brooding anguish Upon the graves of those we love Than thus to see them languish

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  • Lucretia Maria Davidson