He makes his mother sad—
And sad his lot must prove:
A mother’s fears,
A mother’s tears,
Are marked by God above!
Oh! who so sad as he
Who o’er a parent’s grave
Too late repents,
Too late laments
The bitter pain he gave.
He makes his mother sad—
And sad his lot must prove:
A mother’s fears,
A mother’s tears,
Are marked by God above!
Oh! who so sad as he
Who o’er a parent’s grave
Too late repents,
Too late laments
The bitter pain he gave.