Accession: V04748
Editorial Title: Poem by Mary Baker Eddy published in Gleason's Pictorial Drawing-Room Companion, 1853
Author: Mary Baker Eddy 
Date: 1853- archivist estimate
Manuscript Description: Photocopy of handwritten poem by Mary Baker Eddy.
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Editorial Note: This poem appeared in the February 19, 1853 issue of Gleason's Pictorial Drawing-Room Companion.
Archival Note: This document is held in a private collection.
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For Gleason's PictorialEditorial Note: Gleason's Pictorial Drawing-Room Companion
Woman's Rights
What are they?
By Mary M Glover

The right to worship deep and pure, To bless the orphan, feed the poor, Last at the cross in sufferance sweet, The right to sit at Jesus' feet.

To fold an angel's wings below And hover o'er the couch of woe, To sing the Bethlehem babe to sleep, First at the sepulchre to weep.John 20:11 ¶But Mary stood without at the sepulchre weeping: and as she wept, she stooped down, and looked into the sepulchre,

To form the bud for bursting bloom, The hoary head with joy to crown; The right to labor and to pray, To point to heaven and lead the way.

Be this her Cleopatra's pile, To win from vice by virtue's smile; Her dazzling crown— her sceptered As Written: sceptred throne– Affection's wreath— a happy home.

V04748
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For Gleason's PictorialEditorial Note: Gleason's Pictorial Drawing-Room Companion
Woman's Rights
What are they?
By Mary M Glover

The right to worship deep and pure, To bless the orphan, feed the poor, Last at the cross in sufferance sweet, The right to sit at Jesus' feet.

To fold an angel's wings below And hover o'er the couch of woe, To sing the Bethlehem babe to sleep, First at the sepulchre to weep.John 20:11 ¶But Mary stood without at the sepulchre weeping: and as she wept, she stooped down, and looked into the sepulchre,

To form the bud for bursting bloom, The hoary head with joy to crown; The right right to labor and to pray, To point to heaven and lead the way.

Be this her Cleopatra's pile, To win from vice by virtue's smile; Her dazzling crown— her sceptred Corrected: sceptered throne– Affection's wreath— a happy home.

 
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