What is more tender than a mother’s love
To the sweet infant fondling in her arms?
What need of arguments her heart to move
To hear its cries, and help it out of harms?
Now, if the tend’rest mother were possest
Of all the love, within her single breast,
Of all the mothers since the world began,
‘Tis nothing to the love of God to man.
(John Byrom)
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