The night was dark
For the moon was young
And the stars were asleep and rare.
Tge clouds were thick yet youth went out to see his maiden fair
"Dear One,"He pleaded aa he k elt before her feet in tears "My love is true why have you kept me waiting all these years" The maiden looked at him unmoved it semmed and Whisphered low.
"Persistent Youth you have to prove by deeds your'e 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 hia 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 hia feet slipped and he fell down
And loud! He groaned, with pain
Still in his hand he held a prize.
that would win his maiden's hands
And he tought his mother dear
So kind
So sweet
So fond
And he heard a voice
Not from his lips but all apart
"Get up" it said "We're you hurt child?"
IT WAS HIS MOTHER'S HEART
