IV
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
· (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of The Wreck
For I broke the bond. That day my nurse had brought me the child.
The small sweet face was flush'd, but it coo'd to the Mother and smiled.
'Anything ailing,' I ask'd her, 'with baby?' She shook her head,
And the Motherless Mother kiss'd it, and turn'd in her haste and fled.