The Assumption Poem by John Bannister Tabb

The Assumption



Behold! the mother bird
The Fledgeling's voice hath heard!
He calls anew,
'It was thy breast
That warmed the nest
From whence I flew.
Upon a loftier tree
Of life I wait for thee;
Rise, mother-dove, and come,
Thy Fledgeling calls thee home!'

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