One lamp โ thy motherโs love โ amid the stars Shall lift its pure flame changeless, and before The throne of God, burn through eternity - Holy โ as it was lit and lent thee here.
Nathaniel Parker WillisThe children of the poor are so apt to look as if the rich would have been over-blest with such! Alas for the angel capabilities, interrupted so soon with care, and with after life so sadly unfulfilled.
Nathaniel Parker Willis