Maxioms by Lydia Huntley Sigourney
And say to mothers what a holy charge
Is theirs--with what a kingly power their love
Might read more
And say to mothers what a holy charge
Is theirs--with what a kingly power their love
Might rule the fountains of the new-born mind.
Flow on, forever, in thy glorious robe
Of terror and of beauty. Yea, flow on
Unfathomed and read more
Flow on, forever, in thy glorious robe
Of terror and of beauty. Yea, flow on
Unfathomed and resistless. God hath set
His rainbow on thy forehead: and the cloud
Mantled around thy feet. And He doth give
Thy voice of thunder power to speak of Him
Eternally--bidding the lip of man
Keep silence--and upon thine altar pour
Incense of awe-struck praise.
