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A good wife rose from her bed one morn
Posted by: Leah (---.maplenet.net)
Date: October 07, 2004 10:41AM

Here are some of the words to a poem my mother (97 years old), learned years ago.

A good wife rose from her bed one morn,
Rose with a nervous dread
At the piles of clothes to be washed
And more than a dozen mouths to be fed
And said, "If maidens but knew what good wives know
They'd not be in haste to wed."

It ends with -
And the good wife said, "Tis so sweet to labor for those who love,
'Tis no wonder that maidens will wed."

I know this isn't exactly right, but your help finding this poem will be greatly appreciated.


Re: Lost poem
Posted by: lg (---.ca.charter.com)
Date: October 07, 2004 12:37PM

Here is the poem, no author was given at the website where I found it:


LOVE LIGHTENS LABOR.

A good wife rose from her bed one morn,
And thought, with a nervous dread,
Of the piles of clothes to be washed, and more
Than a dozen mouths to be fed.
There were meals to be got for the men in the field,
And the children to fix away
To school, and the milk to be skimmed and churned;
And all to be done that day.

It had rained in the night, and all the wood
Was wet as it could be,
And there were pudding and pies to bake,
And a loaf of cake for tea.
The day was hot, and her aching head
Throbbed wearily as she said--
"If maidens but knew what good wives know,
They would, be in no hurry to wed."

"Jennie, what do you think I told Ben Brown?"
Called the farmer from the well;
And a flush crept up to his bronzed brow,
And his eye half bashfully fell;
"It was this," he said, and coming near,
He smiled, and stooping down,
Kissed her cheek--"'twas this, that you were the best
And dearest wife in town
!"

The farmer went back to the field, and the wife,
In a smiling and absent way,
Sang snatches of tender little songs
She'd not sung for many a day.
And the pain in her head was gone, and the clothes
Were white as foam of the sea;
Her bread was light, and her butter was sweet,
And golden as it could be.

"Just think," the children all called in a breath,
"Tom Wood has run off to sea!
He wouldn't, I know, if he only had
As happy a home as we."
The night came down, and the good wife smiled
To herself, as she softly said,
"'Tis sweet to labor for those we love--
'Tis not strange that maids will wed!"


Re: Lost poem
Posted by: Leah (---.maplenet.net)
Date: October 07, 2004 01:01PM

Boy, was that a quick response.

Our mother has senile dementia, and we finally had to move her to a nursing home, but long before that I had begun to track down all the bits and pieces of poetry and songs she'd memorized throughout her 97 years.
I'm so glad you were able to help. Can you tell me what site you found it on? Might save me some frustration another time.

Thanks again.

Leah


Re: Lost poem
Posted by: lg (---.ca.charter.com)
Date: October 07, 2004 01:29PM

Here you go Leah:

[www.fullbooks.com] />

Les


Re: Lost poem
Posted by: Leah (---.maplenet.net)
Date: October 07, 2004 02:05PM

Thanks, again.
Leah


Re: Lost poem
Posted by: Leah (---.maplenet.net)
Date: October 07, 2004 02:34PM

Me again. I tried logging on to www.fullbook.com, etc., but
received a message saying I wasn't authorized to use the
website, so thought perhaps you'd know why. Guess
it isn't that big a deal, but thought it sounded interesting.

Leah


Re: Lost poem
Posted by: lg (---.ca.charter.com)
Date: October 07, 2004 02:42PM

Sometimes websites will not allow you in if your browser is not configured to allow cookies in its program. Cookies allow them to track the people who are visiting their website.

There's nothing of value except a list of texts at Fullbooks site. But, if you're dying to get in copydown the URL address and run it through a friend's computer.


Les


Re: Lost poem
Posted by: Leah (---.maplenet.net)
Date: October 07, 2004 02:55PM

Cookies is the answer. Should have thought of that. Duh.
Thanks again for your help. I know Mom will enjoy hearing
the whole poem again. She is quite a lady.

Leah




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