James McIntyre

In Memoriam

His mother from celestial bower,
In the self same day and hour
Of her death, or Heavenly birth,
Gazed again upon the earth–
And saw her gentle, loving boy,
Once source of fond maternal joy,
In anguish, on a couch of pain,
She knew that earthly hopes were vain,
And beckoned him to realms above,
To share, with her, the Heavenly love.
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