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and it shone Like gleam of star upon a dying rose. I sat beside her couch
and took her hand In mine -- a fairfrail hand that scarcely seem'd Of flesh
-- so wastedwhite and wan it was. Her greatbrownwond'ring eyes had
sunk away Deep in their sockets -- and their light shone dim As tapers
dying on an altar. Soft As a dream of beauty on me fell lowLast words.
`Motherthe tide is ebbing fast; But ere it leaves this shore to cross the
deep And seek anothercalmerI would say A few last words -- and
MotherI would ask One favor morewhich thou wilt not refuse. Thou
wert a mother to the orphan girlThou gav'st her heart a homeher love a
vaseHer weariness a resther sacrifice a shrine -- And thou didst love me
Motheras she loved Whom I shall meet to-morrowfar away -- But noit
is not far -- that other heaven Touches thisMother; I have felt its touch
And now I feel its clasp upon my soul. I'm going from this heaven into
thatTo-morrowMother. YesI dreamt it all. It was the sunset of Our
Lady's feast. My soul passed upw
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