Collected poems, 1901-1918/The Birthnight

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Full title "The Birthnight: To F."; it is safe to assume that the person ("thy", "thou") in question is either his sister or his daughter, whose names are both "Florence".

2827878Collected poems, 1901-1918 — The Birthnight: To F.Walter De la Mare

THE BIRTHNIGHT: TO F.

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.