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"And Hagar sat over against him, and wept"
Genesis, Chap xxi.

Did not the tear in Hagar's eye,
     As o'er her dying son she knelt;
A speechless, silent agony,
     Show what the anxious mother felt?

And when she softly breathed a prayer,
     Her tearful eye uprais'd to Heaven,
Did not the anguish beaming there,
     Show how the mother's heart was riven?

Then when the sweetest accents fell,
     The voice from Heav'n--"thy son shall live"
Think ye the angel's tongue could tell,
     The joys that bade her heart revive?
O! there is something in the tear,
     That dims a mother's kindling eye;
A charm so fraught with love-so dear
      We weep-we know not--care not-why.

Yes! if a spark was ever given
     To mortals, from the fires above;
If e'er a flower that bloom'd in Heav'n
     It is a mother's tender love.

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