A Mother's Lament for the loss of her only son
A Mother's Lament for the loss of her only Son ----
"Fate gave the word, the arrow sped,"
And pierc'd my Darling's heart;
And with him all the joys are fled,
Life can to me impart. ----
By cruel hands the Sapling drops,
In dust dishonor'd laid:
So fell the pride of all my hopes,
My age's future shade. ----
The mother-linnet in the brake
Bewails her ravish'd young;
So I, for my lost Darling's sake,
Lament the live day long. ----
Death, oft I've fear'd thy fatal blow;
Now, fond, I bare my breast;
O, do thou come & lay me low
With him I love at rest!
To the Memory of Alex Gordon Stewart only
Son of Genl Alex Hewart M O. and Mrs Hewart
of Afton who died at a Military Academy
at Strasburgh on the 5th of December 1787
aged 16
"Fate gave the word, the arrow sped,"
And pierc'd my Darling's heart;
And with him all the joys are fled,
Life can to me impart. ----
By cruel hands the Sapling drops,
In dust dishonor'd laid:
So fell the pride of all my hopes,
My age's future shade. ----
The mother-linnet in the brake
Bewails her ravish'd young;
So I, for my lost Darling's sake,
Lament the live day long. ----
Death, oft I've fear'd thy fatal blow;
Now, fond, I bare my breast;
O, do thou come & lay me low
With him I love at rest!
To the Memory of Alex Gordon Stewart only
Son of Genl Alex Hewart M O. and Mrs Hewart
of Afton who died at a Military Academy
at Strasburgh on the 5th of December 1787
aged 16
Key details
- Archive number
- NTS/02/25/BRN/02/160
- Alt. number
- 3.6215.a
- Date
- 27 September 1788
- On display
- Yes
- Creator
- Burns, Robert (Author)
Archive information
Themes
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Robert Burns, collection of poems and songs
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- A Mother's Lament for the loss of her only son
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