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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BIRTH, by ANNIE RAYMOND STILLMAN First Line: Just when each bud was big with bloom Last Line: Peace laid upon her breast a child. Alternate Author Name(s): Raymond, Grace Subject(s): Birth; Children; Mothers; Child Birth; Midwifery; Childhood | |||
JUST when each bud was big with bloom, And as phophetic of perfume, When spring with her bright horoscope, Was sweet as an unuttered hope; Just when the last star flickered out, And twilight, like a soul in doubt, Hovered between the dark and dawn, And day lay waiting to be born; Just when the gray and dewy air Grew sacred as an unvoiced prayer, And somewhere through the dusk she heard The stirring of a nested bird, -- Four angels glorified the place: Wan Pain unveiled her awful face; Joy, soaring, sang; Love, brooding smiled; Peace laid upon her breast a child. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE THE YOUTH OF NATURE: WORDSWORTH'S COUNTRY by MATTHEW ARNOLD |
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