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...MOTHER. Written in a Pocket Book, 1822. THEY tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free, And shoot, and...though woo'd by flattering friends, And fed with fame ((/1fame it be) This heart, my own dear mother, bends, With love's true instinct, back to thee ! ILLUSTRATION...

...THEY tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander freCj And shoot, and blossom, wide and high, Far better...fills and warms Its grateful being, first had birth. "Pis thus, though woo'd by flattering friends, And fed with fame (j/fame it be) 156 ILLUSTRATION OF...

...1822. THEY tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wunder free, And shoot, and blossom, wide and high, Far better...dear earth, From which the life, that fills and warms Ils grateful being, first had birth. 'Tis thus, thoagh woo'd by flattering friends, And frd with fame...

...MOTHER. Written in a Pocket Book, 1828. THEY tell ns of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'erthe sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free, And shoot, and blossom, wide and high, Far hetter loves to hend its arms Downward again to that dear earth. From which the life, that 811s and...

...will sparkle with additional lustre. They tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free, And shoot, and...grateful being, first had birth. 'Tis thus, though wooed by flatt'ring friends, And fed with fame (if fame it be) This heart, my own dear mother, bends,...

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...MOTHER. Written in a Pocket-Book, 1811. THEY tell us of an Indian tree Which, howsoe'cr the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free. And shoot and...Downward again to that dear earth From which the life, lhat fills aiid warms Its grateful being, first had birth. 'T » thus, though woo'd by nattering friends....

...May tempt its houghs to wander free, And shoot, and hlossom, wide and high, Far hetter loves to hend its arms Downward again to that dear earth, From which the life, that fills and warms Its grateful heing, first had hirth. 'Tis thus, though woo'd hy flattering friends, And fed with fame (i/'fame it...

...MOTHER. Written in a Pocket-Booh, l822. THEY tell us of an Indian tree Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free, And shoot, and...though woo'd by flattering friends, And fed with fame (//"fame it be) This heart, my own dear mother, bends, With love's true instinct, back to thee ! ILLUSTRATION...