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A woman's love
Is mighty, but a mother's heart is weak,
And by its weakness overcomes.
A woman's love
Is mighty, but a mother's heart is weak,
And by its weakness overcomes.
Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of children.
Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of children.
The mother said to her daughter, "Daughter, bid thy daughter tell
her daughter that her daughter's daughter hath a read more
The mother said to her daughter, "Daughter, bid thy daughter tell
her daughter that her daughter's daughter hath a daughter."
They say that man is mighty,
He governs land and sea,
He wields a mighty scepter
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They say that man is mighty,
He governs land and sea,
He wields a mighty scepter
O'er lesser powers that be;
But a mightier power and stronger
Man from his throne has hurled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
One woman will brag about her children, while another complains about hers; they could probably swap children without swapping tunes
One woman will brag about her children, while another complains about hers; they could probably swap children without swapping tunes
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.
When a woman is twenty, a child deforms her; when she is thirty, he preserves her; and when forty, he read more
When a woman is twenty, a child deforms her; when she is thirty, he preserves her; and when forty, he makes her young again.
The mother says to her daughter: Daughter bid thy daughter, to
her daughter, that her daughter's daughter is crying.
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The mother says to her daughter: Daughter bid thy daughter, to
her daughter, that her daughter's daughter is crying.
[Lat., Mater ait natae die natae filia natum
Ut moneat natae plangere filiolam.]
Happy he
With such a mother! faith in womankind
Beats with his blood, and trust in all read more
Happy he
With such a mother! faith in womankind
Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high
Comes easy to him, and though he trip and fall,
He shall not blind his soul with clay.
