One silent woman stands,
Lifting with meagre hands
A dying head.
No mingling voices sound—
An infant wail alone:
A sob suppressed—again
That short, deep gasp, and then
The parting groan.
Oh! change!—Oh! wondrous change!—
Burst are the prison bars—
One silent woman stands,
Lifting with meagre hands
A dying head.
No mingling voices sound—
An infant wail alone:
A sob suppressed—again
That short, deep gasp, and then
The parting groan.
Oh! change!—Oh! wondrous change!—
Burst are the prison bars—