| MY Mother! canst thou see me now | |
| From the far-off fields of light— | |
| Canst thou in spirit come again, | |
| And bless me with thy sight? | |
| Oh! I can see thee, when these eyes | 5 |
| Are closed in balmy sleep; | |
| And reveling in happy dreams | |
| We sweet communion keep! | |
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| Years, years have passed, and life to me | |
| Has been but as a dream, | 10 |
| Yet often have I yearned for thee, | |
| As sailing down its stream, | |
| Fond memory brings thee back again, | |
| As thou wert once to me: | |
| When nestled in thy arms I lay, | 15 |
| Or crept upon thy knee! | |
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| And when I saw thee in that sleep | |
| From which there is no waking, | |
| And felt as I then gazed on thee | |
| My very heart was breaking; | 20 |
| Oh! can it be, that in that land, | |
| Where there is no more pain, | |
| We may once more united be, | |
| Never to part again? | |
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| And shall we meet as we have met, | 25 |
| And be as we have been— | |
| And shall I see thee on me smile, | |
| As I have sometimes seen? | |
| Oh God! if this it is to meet | |
| In Heaven’s own land of light, | 30 |
| Illume my path—direct my feet, | |
| And guide my steps aright! | |
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