John C AN the fond mother from herself depart? Can fhe forget the darling of her heart, The little darling whom the bore and bred, Nurs'd on her knees, and at her bofom fed, To whom she seem'd her ev'ry thought to give, 5 And in whofe life alone fhe feem'd to live? Yes, from herself the mother may depart, She may forget the darling of her heart, The little darling whom the bore and bred, Nurs'd on her knees, and at her bofom fed, To whom she seem'd her ev'ry thought to give, And in whofe life alone fhe feem'd to live; But I cannot forget, whilst life remains, And pours her current thro' these fwelling veins, Whilft Mem'ry offers up at Reafon's fhrine; But I cannot forget that Gotham's mine. IO 15 Can the stern mother, than the brutes more wild, 20 From her difnatur'd breast tear her young child, 25 30 |