Μάνα, Μητέρα, Μαμά!Three Greek words for mum!

Ah, Woe Is Me, My Mother Dear – Poem by Robert Burns

Ah, woe is me, my mother dear!

A man of strife ye’ve born me:
For sair contention I maun bear;
They hate, revile, and scorn me.

I ne’er could lend on bill or band,
That five per cent. might blest me;
And borrowing, on the tither hand,
The deil a ane wad trust me.

Yet I, a coin-denied wight,
By Fortune quite discarded;
Ye see how I am, day and night,
By lad and lass blackguarded!

 

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To My Mother – Poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti

To-day’s your natal day,
Sweet flowers I bring;
Mother, accept, I pray,
My offering.

And may you happy live,
And long us bless;
Receiving as you give
Great happiness.

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