Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go.
Sarah Hale (1788 - 1879)
Contributed by: Zaady
Oh, wondrous power! how little understood, Entrusted to the mother's mind alone, To fashion genius, form the soul for good, Inspire a West, or train a Washington.
We need not power or splendor, Wide halls or lordly dome; The good, the true, the tender- These form the wealth of home.
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