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181. A mother sending three sons to the army.

by L. F.
A mother sends her jewels,
     Three gems from out her store;
What would you ask, O countrymen!
     What could she give you more?

O soldiers, then, who leave your homes,
     For battle-field and strife,
Remember her who gave her three!
     The jewels of her life.

She'll pray for you, for them, for all;
     Her heart is brave and true;
Be honor yours throughout the fight,
     The victor's wreath your due.

She'd go with you to heal your wounds,
     But daughters hold her here;
Their brothers' swords they've girded on,
     Though not without a tear.

Their prayers will waft you on your way,
     The prayers of sisters true;
May God's protecting care surround
     The patriot's cause anew.

New Orleans, April 25.

--N. O. Picayune.

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