Month: July 2017

Ballad of a Mother’s Heart

 

BALLAD OF A MOTHER’S HEART BY JOSE LA VILLA TIERRA ESSAY

Custom StudentMr. TeacherENG 1001-0416 August 2016

Ballad of A Mother’s Heart by Jose La Villa Tierra

The night was dark, 

for the moon was young 

And the stars were asleep and rare;

The clouds were thick, 

yet Youth went out To see his Maiden fair. 

“Dear One,” he pleaded as he kneltBefore her feet,in tears,

”My love is true; why have you keptMe waiting all these years?

 “The maiden looked at him unmoved,

It seemed, and whispered low:

”Persistent Youth, you have to prove

By deeds your love is true.” 

“There’s not a thing I would not do

For you, Beloved,” said he.

”Then go,” said she, “to your mother dear

 And bring her heart to me.

“Without another word,

Youth left and went to his mother dear. And opened her breast and took her heart.

He did not shed a tear!

 Then back to his Maiden fair he ran,

Unmindful of the rain;

But his feet slipped and he fell down And loud he groaned with pain! 

Still in his hand he held the prize 

That would win his Maiden’s hand; 

And he thought of his mother dear 

So kind, so sweet, so fond. 

And then he heard a voice, 

Not from his lips but all apart:

”Get up,” it said; “Were you hurt, Child?”

It was his mother’s heart.

Ballad of Mother’sHeart

 

The night was dark,For the moon was young,And the Stars were asleep and rare,The clouds were thick,Yet Youth went out,To see his Maiden fair.Dear one,he pleaded as he knelt before her feet in tears.My love is true,Why you have kept me waiting allthis years?The maiden looked at him.Unmoved it seemed,And whispered low.Persistent Youth,You have to prove by deeds,Your love is true.“There’s not thingwould not do for you, Beloved” saidhe.“Then, go.” said she. “To your mother dear,And bring her heart to me.Without another word,Youth left and went to his mother dear.He opened her breast and took her heart!But he did not shed tear.Then back to his Maiden fair,He run unmindful of the rain.But his feet slipped, And he felldown,And loud, he groaned with pain!Still in his hand he held the prize,That would win his Maiden’s hands.But he thought of his mother dear,So kind,so sweet,so fond.And then,he heard voice!Not from 

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