This poem describes the sweetness of life in one's native country where the sun shines friendly above. It depicts a child awakening to their mother's face with warm kisses and embracing her with smiling eyes. The poem contrasts this sweetness of life and love in one's homeland with the sentiment that it would be sweet to die for one's native country, whereas for those without a country, mother, or love, death is but a breeze.
This poem describes the sweetness of life in one's native country where the sun shines friendly above. It depicts a child awakening to their mother's face with warm kisses and embracing her with smiling eyes. The poem contrasts this sweetness of life and love in one's homeland with the sentiment that it would be sweet to die for one's native country, whereas for those without a country, mother, or love, death is but a breeze.
This poem describes the sweetness of life in one's native country where the sun shines friendly above. It depicts a child awakening to their mother's face with warm kisses and embracing her with smiling eyes. The poem contrasts this sweetness of life and love in one's homeland with the sentiment that it would be sweet to die for one's native country, whereas for those without a country, mother, or love, death is but a breeze.
Sweet the hours in the native country, where friendly shines the sun above! Life is the breeze that sweeps the meadows; tranquil is death; most tender, love.
Warm kisses on the lips are playing
as we awake to mother's face: the arms are seeking to embrace her, the eyes are smiling as they gaze.
How sweet to die for the native country,
where friendly shines the sun above! Death is the breeze for him who has no country, no mother, and no love!
The Poetry Of Radclyffe Hall - Volume 3 - A Sheaf Of Verses: "The world hid its head in the sands of convention, so that by seeing nothing it might avoid Truth."