The Wildfire Club - The Emma Hardinge Britten Archive
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MANUSCRIPT POEM<br />
Found in the Rui711 of Rool"fDood Grange, 011 'he Demi8e<br />
of it, last Tenant, Hannah Morrison.<br />
A MOTHER parts from her sailor boy;<br />
Her lone heart knows no hope or joy,<br />
Although he cries, " To my native shore,<br />
o mother, rll soon return once more."<br />
Long hours and days are gone,<br />
And years roll on; yet still no word<br />
Of comfort cheers the mother's moan,<br />
Till one stern voice is heard.<br />
Weep on, weep on; thy sailor boy<br />
Is gone to the land of hope and joy:<br />
Lo! he sleeps 'neath the wave on a foreign shore,<br />
And he'll now return to thee no more.<br />
That cold, stern voice has falsely shown,<br />
For sorrowing hearts are ne'er alone,<br />
And, wafted from the spirit shore,<br />
<strong>The</strong> loved and lost return once more.<br />
And the lone one's sailor boy<br />
Is near, and ever hovering round,<br />
And fondly whispering in her ear,<br />
"Weep not! thy child is found.<br />
" An angel is thy sailor boy;<br />
-:From lands of hope, and love, and joy,<br />
He comes to say, though life is o'er,<br />
He now returns to part no more."