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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 Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895)

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Kind hearts are here; yet would the tenderest one
Have limits to its mercy; God has none.

Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895)

Be strong to love, O Heart!
Love knows not wrong;
Didst thou love — creatures even,
Life were not long;
Didst thou love God in heaven,
Thou wouldst be strong!

Legends and Lyrics: A Book of Verses (1858)

It quieted pain and sorrow,
Like love overcoming strife;
It seemed the harmonious echo
From our discordant life.

Legends and Lyrics: Second Series (1861)

If thou couldst trust, poor soul!
In Him who rules the whole,
Thou wouldst find peace and rest;
Wisdom and sight are well, but trust is best.

Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895)

I do not ask that flowers should always spring
Beneath my feet
I know too well the poison and the sting
Of things too sweet.

A Chaplet of Verses (1862)

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