Note: "Inst." means "instant", and
refers to the current month.
"Ult." means "ultimo", which means "in the last month."
Her heart is no longer the seat
Of trouble and torturing pain;
It ceases to flutter and beat,
It never shall flutter again.
Her lids she so seldom could close,
By sorrow forbidden to sleep,
How scal'd in immortal repose,
Have strangly forgotten to weep.
Dear mother I am weeping,
I cannot stop the tears.
They're swelling at the thought of home,
And of my early years.
But I am getting faint, mother,
Oh, take me to your breast,
And let me feel your lip, mother,
Against my forehead press.
There's dimness on my sight, mother,
I cannot get my breath;
It is your sobs I hear mother,
Oh, tell me--is this death?
You'll tell my father how I yearned
Once more to see him near;
You'll kiss my brothers each for me;
They will forget, I fear.
You'll tell my sisters, mother dear,
I have gone up on high,
And if they are good children here,
They will see me when they die;
I feel I'm going now mother--
One kiss e'er life is riven;
And now, farewell, my own mother,
Until we meet in heaven.