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SONNET: 8. TO M. W., ON HER BIRTHDAY, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Maiden, when such a soul as thine is born
Last Line: Through time, and part it from eternity.
Variant Title(s): Sonnet To - , On Her Birth-day;to Irene On Her Birthday
Subject(s): Birthdays; Transcendentalism


MAIDEN, when such a soul as thine is born,
The morning-stars their ancient music make,
And, joyful, once again their song awake,
Long silent now with melancholy scorn;
And thou, not mindless of so blest a morn,
By no least deed its harmony shalt break,
But shalt to that high chime thy footsteps take,
Through life's most darksome passes unforlorn;
Therefore from thy pure faith thou shalt not fall,
Therefore shalt thou be ever fair and free,
And in thine every motion musical
As summer air, majestic as the sea,
A mystery to those who creep and crawl
Through Time, and part it from Eternity.





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