Respectfully dedicated to
MISS CARRIE E. BAILEY,
Little Falls, N.Y.
"Bear this gently
to my Mother." [(17 [Feb?] 1863); 1864; 5 May 1865]
Song & Chorus

"Bear this gently to my Mother,
  Tell her that it came from me;
'Tis the little lock she cherished,
  And I trust it now with thee,
Bear it to her comrade kindly,
  For an angel soon I'll be;
You shall share my latest blessing,--
  You were always kind to me."

Words by
Thomas Manahan,
Music by
Geo[rge]. A. Russell.
Author of
"They Tell Me I'll Forget Thee,"
"Comrades I Am Going Home," &c.

New York, NY: HORACE WATERS, 481 Broadway
Boston: O. DITSON & Co.
Chicago: ROOT & CADY.
Phila.: LEE & WALKER.
Stackpole, Sc.
[M 1640
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[27902]
[COPYRIGHT
May 5 1865
LIBRARY]
[97]
[Feb, 17, 1863]
[Plate no.] 1045
[Source: civilwardigital.com]

1. “Bear this gently to my mother,”
  Tell her that it came from me;
’Tis the little lock she cherished,
  And I trust it now with thee.
Bear it to her, comrade, kindly,
  For an angel soon I’ll be;
You shall share my latest blessing—
  You were always kind to me.

CHORUS [sung after each VERSE]
Bear this gently to my mother,
  ’Tis the boon I crave of thee—
You shall share my latest blessing,
  You were always kind to me.

2. If you see the maid I cherish
  Tell her that I fought and fell;
That my love shall never perish,
  Tho’ I now must say “farewell.”
Tell her we shall meet in heaven,
  Where there is no care or pain;
Tho’ on earth our hearts must sever,
  We must meet yet meet again.

3. “Bear this gently to my mother,”
  Kiss my dear old wrinkled brow;
Kiss my sister and my brother,
  Say “he is an angel now.”
Kiss the little maid I cherish,
  Dry her tears and smoothe her hair;
Tell her soon to come and meet me
  In yon starry heavens there.