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Mother 'o' mother of mine,
Who will forget thee...
Earth and heaven infuse in thee,
Ye suffer with shaping pine.
Mother 'o' mother of mine...
Thy love, bliss from heaven,
Thy words, a calm breeze
Ye the morning sun shine.....
Mother 'o' mother of mine,
Holiest among holy ye be
Magical music thy lullaby
Thy lap, babies cushion fine
Thankless to thee, a supine
Mother 'o' mother of mine,
Who will forget thee...
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