...more than fifty years afterwards, on the receipt of her portrait from a relation in Norfolk :— " My mother ! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say,...Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even men, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unseen, a kiss: Perhaps a tear, if souls...

...events prolonged the impression of this regret to more considerate years. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? I heard the bells toll'd on thy burial day ; I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away ; And, turning...

...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps...

...lines on his mother's picture, there is the following pathetic remark : My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun 1 In dwelling...

...lines on his mother's picture, there is the following pathetic remark : My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? In dwelling...

...know not what to call it, without seeming to praise myself, which is not my intention, Hover'd thv spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun 1 Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah,...

...the event, and seem to realize afresh the irreparable loss, " My mother ! when they told me thou wert dead Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed?...thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey justTiegun'? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unseen, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss...

...mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then,...journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! it answers...

...mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then,...journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; "I Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile !-^it answers...

...his feelings on this occasion in the most beautiful of his minor poems. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ] Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, — Wretch even then, life's journey just begun 1 Perhaps...