Ballad of a Mother's And bring her heart to me.

Heart Without another word,

Youth left and went to his mother

The night was dark, dear.

For the moon was young, He opened her breast and took her

And the Stars were asleep and rare, heart!

The clouds were thick, But he did not shed a tear.

Yet Youth went out,

To see his Maiden fair. Then back to his Maiden fair,
He run unmindful of the rain.

Dear one, But his feet slipped, And he fell

he pleaded as he knelt before her down,

feet in tears. And loud, he groaned with pain!

My love is true,
Why you have kept me waiting all Still in his hand he held the prize,

this years? That would win his Maiden's hands.

The maiden looked at him. But he thought of his mother dear,

Unmoved it seemed, So kind,so sweet,so fond.

And whispered low.

And then,

Persistent Youth, he heard a voice!

You have to prove by deeds, Not from his lips,

Your love is true. But all apart!

"There's not a thing

I would not do for you, Beloved" said "Get up" it said.

he. "Were you hurt,Child?"

"Then, go." said she. "To your mother It was his mother's heart

dear,