<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">The Mother Gives Up Her Daughter</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line"><span class="smallcaps">Though</span> I must yield her up to you, her lover,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">I have had sweetness more than you can know,</p><p class="line">The little great-eyed maid beyond recover,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">And all her tender worship long ago.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Oh, you are wild for her and little wonder!</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">She is so fair, so honest, kind and true.</p><p class="line">But in the lonely house I sit and ponder</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">On what was mine and shall not pass to you.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Oh, little darling, how the years went flying,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">And I her moon, her stars, her heart's delight</p><p class="line">I hardly knew my loss and the dear dying</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Of lovely childhood with the day and night.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Take her -- oh, she is sweet beyond all praises!</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">You shall not have her childhood sweeter still,</p><p class="line">Gone with the dancing daffodils and daisies,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Where she was mine upon a heavenly hill.</p></div></body></html> · Great War