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A Mother’s Grave

Translation of Frederick William Ricord

A GRAVE, O mother, has been dug for thee

Within a still—to thee a well-known—place.

A shadow all its own above shall be,

And flowers its threshold too shall ever grace.

And even as thou died’st, so in thy urn

Thou’lt lie unconscious of both joy and smart:

And daily to my thought shalt thou return;

I dig for thee this grave within my heart.