Sing it, Mother! sing it low:
Deem it not an idle lay.
In the heart ‘t will ebb and flow
All the life-long way.
Sing it, Mother! softly sing,
While he slumbers on thy knee;
All that after-years may bring
Shall flow back to thee.
Sing it, Mother, Love is strong!
When the tears of manhood fall,
Echoes of thy cradle-song
Shall its peace recall.
Sing it, Mother! when his ear
Catcheth first the Voice Divine,
Dying, he may smile to hear
What he deemeth thine.
(John Bannister Tabb)
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