Poem by Richard Watson Gilder

The New Day. Part 3. 16. “A Song of the Maiden Morn”

A song of the maiden morn,
A song for my little maid,
Of the silver sunlight born!

But I am afraid, afraid,
When I come my maid may be
Nothing, there, but a shade.

But O, her shadow is more to me
Than the shadowless light of eternity!

1. The New Day. Part 4. 3. Likeness in Unlikeness
2. The New Day. Part 4. 10. The Violin
3. The New Day. Part 3. 7. Body and Soul
4. The New Day. Part 3. 9. Love's Jealousy
5. The New Day. Part 4. 7. Song (Years have flown since I knew thee first)

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