Adelaide Anne Procter, p. 52.
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How can a mother's heart feel cold or weary Knowing her dearer self safe, sheltered, warm? How can she feel her road too dark or dreary, Who knows her treasure sheltered from the storm? How can she sin? Our hearts may be unheeding, Our God forgot, our holy saints defied; But can a mother hear her dead child pleading, And thrust those little angel hands aside?

— Adelaide Anne Procter on Child mortality

What It Means

This is a placeholder explanation generated by the low-overhead model. It interprets "How can a mother's heart feel cold or weary Knowing her dearer self safe, sheltered, warm? How can she feel her road too dark or dreary, Who knows her treasure sheltered from the storm? How can she sin? Our hearts may be unheeding, Our God forgot, our holy saints defied; But can a mother hear her dead child pleading, And thrust those little angel hands aside?" in the context of "Adelaide Anne Procter, p. 52." to mean that wisdom is timeless.

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Adelaide Anne Procter

About Adelaide Anne Procter

Adelaide Anne Procter (30 October 1825 – 2 February 1864) was an English poet, the eldest daughter of the poet Bryan Procter.