The Empire Of Woman 5: The Mother
Earth
held
no
symbol,
had
no
living
sign
To
image
forth
the
Mother's
deathless
love;
And
so
the
tender
care
the
righteous
prove
Beneath
the
ever-watching
eye
divine,
Was
given
a
type
to
show
how
pure
a
shrine,
The
Mother's
heart,
was
hallowed
from
above;
And
how
her
mortal
hopes
must
intertwine
With
hopes
immortal,-and
she
may
not
move
From
this
high
station
which
her
Saviour
sealed,
When
in
maternal
arms
he
lay
revealed.
Oh!
wondrous
power,
how
little
understood,
Entrusted
to
the
Mother's
mind
alone,
To
fashion
genius,
form
the
soul
for
good,
Inspire
a
West,*
or
train
a
Washington!
