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I Can Not Call Her Mother The wedding rite is over And though I turn aside To keep the guests from seeing My tears I can not hide I wreathed my face in smiling As I led my little brother To greet my father's chosen one But I could not call her mother My father in the sunshine Of brighter days to come May half forget the shadow That darkens our old home His heart is no more lonely But I and little brother It's orphans we shall ever be God can give us but one mother They have born (sic) my mother's picture From its accustomed place And placed beside my father's A younger, fairer face And they have made her chamber dear The boudoir of another But I can not forget her My own my angel mother From Songs the Whalemen Sang, Huntington From the Journal of the Lexington, 1853 RG
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