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Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the read more
Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well/
My mother.
Art is the child of Nature; yes, her darling child, in whom we trace the features of the mother's face, read more
Art is the child of Nature; yes, her darling child, in whom we trace the features of the mother's face, her aspect and her attitude.
When a woman is twenty, a child deforms her; when she is thirty, he preserves her; and when forty, he read more
When a woman is twenty, a child deforms her; when she is thirty, he preserves her; and when forty, he makes her young again.
A woman's love
Is mighty, but a mother's heart is weak,
And by its weakness overcomes.
A woman's love
Is mighty, but a mother's heart is weak,
And by its weakness overcomes.
A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she read more
A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.
The mother loves her child most divinely, not when she surrounds him with comfort and anticipates his wants, but when read more
The mother loves her child most divinely, not when she surrounds him with comfort and anticipates his wants, but when she resolutely holds him to the highest standards and is content with nothing less than his best.
Fostering mother.
[Lat., Alma mater.]
Fostering mother.
[Lat., Alma mater.]
The one point on which all women are in furious secret rebellion
against the existing law is the saddling read more
The one point on which all women are in furious secret rebellion
against the existing law is the saddling of the right to a child
with the obligation to become the servant of a man.
They say man rules the universe,
That subject shore and main
Kneel down and bless the empery
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They say man rules the universe,
That subject shore and main
Kneel down and bless the empery
Of his majestic reign;
But a sovereign, gentler, mightier,
Man from his throne has hurled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
