Living
Mother Wept
From The Poets and the Poetry of the Century, ed. Alfred H. Miles
Living
Mother wept, and father sighed;
With delight aglow
Cried the lad, "To-morrow," cried,
" To the pit I go."
Up and down the place he sped, —
Greeted old and young;
Far and wide the tidings spread;
Clapt his hands and sung.
Came his cronies; some to gaze
Wrapt in wonder; some
Free with counsel; some with praise;
Some with envy dumb.
" May he," many a gossip cried,
"Be from peril kept."
Father hid his face and sighed,
Mother turned and wept.
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