by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864)
Kiss me, dear mother
Language: English
Bend o'er my pillow my mother dear Life's chilling close is now drawing near Drive from about me these clouds of fear Breathe o'er my brow a parting sigh, I have been wayward unto thee Now I an feel it painfully Patient and kind wert thou to me Kiss me dear mother ere I die. Tell me of angels that dwell above Then from my heart will the tear drops move Whisper to me gentle words of love While I in gloom suff'ring lie, I have been wayward unto thee Now I can feel it painfully Patient and kind wert thou to me Kiss me dear mother ere I die.
Text Authorship:
- by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "Kiss me, dear mother" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "Kiss me, dear mother", published 1869. [voice and piano] [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2015-12-25
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Word count: 110