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60371	Browne, Thaddeus A. (Thaddeus Augustine)	The Belgian Mother, and Ballads of Battle Time			.txt	text/plain	15509	1306	94	From thy walls, oh Temple olden, thou hast watched Within thy people's hearts thou art enthroned; Splendours thy dreams have recorded, sweet to the patriot's eyes. The floors are the throbbing heart beats of men who love my sod When men shall say who saved the day in years that are to be; Sons of the mothers of the Earth, who out of love were born, How shall we dream of better things amid these saddened days? Lad of my Heart--do you hear my love calling? He, thy lover whom thou dream'st of, yet shall kill for love of me.' The times unnumbered thou hast lived and loved Still thou with heart heroic face thy tasks-And I know the Father's watching with a love so great and wide Thy loving smile I see revealed again Waiting her love to bring day. 'Tis thy love must set me free. Send thy love's rain, sweet caressing;	./cache/60371.txt	./txt/60371.txt