Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume I. Of Home: of Friendship. 1904. | | | | Poems of Home: I. About Children | | Birth | | Annie R. Stillman (Grace Raymond) (b. 1855) |
| | | JUST when each bud was big with bloom, | |
| And as prophetic of perfume, | |
| When spring, with her bright horoscope, | |
| Was sweet as an unuttered hope; | |
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| Just when the last star flickered out, | 5 |
| And twilight, like a soul in doubt, | |
| Hovered between the dark and dawn, | |
| And day lay waiting to be born; | |
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| Just when the gray and dewy air | |
| Grew sacred as an unvoiced prayer, | 10 |
| And somewhere through the dusk she heard | |
| The stirring of a nested bird,— | |
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| Four angels glorified the place: | |
| Wan Pain unveiled her awful face; | |
| Joy, soaring, sang; Love, brooding, smiled; | 15 |
| Peace laid upon her breast a child. | | | | |
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