I had a tender mother

I had a tender mother: even now, after the dreary lapse of long years, a slight trace of sensation accompanies the remembrance of her caress as she held me on her knee--her arms round my little body, her cheek pressed on mine.

motherhood, childhood

George Eliot Archive, edited by Beverley Park Rilett, https://GeorgeEliotArchive.org

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