Covington Hall, Songs of Love and Rebellion — Mary… (1915)
“ Knelt the mother of a convict keeping watch upon his wo; Guarding, with that other Mary, in the brute mob all alone, Fearlessly beside the dying, at the great Blasphemer's throne. Brokenheartedly she murmured o'er and o'er the words of love, Reaching thru the tragic darkness to the stricken form above ”
