[Written for the Sentinel]

The Shunammite

"He sat on her knees till noon, and then died."—II Kings 4:20.

Brave mother of a distant age and clime,Thy noble words, unperishing, resoundDown the long years to our own race and time,In mother hearts to thee forever bound.

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