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THE BIRTHNIGHT: TO F, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Dearest, it was a night
Last Line: Thou, lovely thing.
Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter
Subject(s): Birth; Daughters; Child Birth; Midwifery


Dearest, it was a night
That in its darkness rocked Orion's stars;
A sighing wind ran faintly white
Along the willows, and the cedar boughs
Laid their wide hands in stealthy peace across
The starry silence of their antique moss:
No sound save rushing air
Cold, yet all sweet with Spring,
And in thy mother's arms, couched weeping there,
Thou, lovely thing.





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