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BIRTH, by            
First Line: At last the dread-awaited hour has come
Last Line: She'd gladly brave that scorching path again.
Subject(s): Birth; Sonnet (As Literary Form); Child Birth; Midwifery


At last the dread-awaited hour has come
When she must front blind pain's extremity;
Go down alone to forge the wracking key
Of life. Black depths are there to plumb
And waves of agony that beat and numb.
And near, the shade of cold mortality
Lurks, jealous of a Power that can decree
Another unit to the human sum.

A soul! And clothed in vesture that she lent
In labored hours. Thank God she had that part.
Her own, own son! . . . O love that bridges pain
And gives its all, and giving, is not spent . . .
For this dear helpless mite upon her heart
She'd gladly brave that scorching path again.





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