Quote#Heart
How can a mother's heart feel cold or weary
Quote byAdelaide Anne Procter · 1825–1864
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 52.
English (original)
How can a mother's heart feel cold or weary Knowing her dearer self safe, sheltered, warm? How can she feel her road too dark or dreary, Who knows her treasure sheltered from the storm? How can she sin? Our hearts may be unheeding, Our God forgot, our holy saints defied; But can a mother hear her dead child pleading, And thrust those little angel hands aside?
— Adelaide Anne Procter
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