Mother and child by Eugene Field
By Eugene Field
One night a tiny dewdrop fell Into the bosom of a rose,-- "Dear little one, I love thee well, Be ever here thy sweet repose!" Seeing the rose with love bedight, The envious sky frowned dark, and then Sent forth a messenger of light And caught the dewdrop up again. "Oh, give me back my heavenly child,-- My love!" the rose in anguish cried;
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"One night a tiny dewdrop fell..."
"Mother and child" by Eugene Field is a sad and love and nature english poem consisting of 14 lines. This English poem by Eugene Field demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "One night a tiny dewdrop fell Into the bosom of a rose,--...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Eugene Field's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.