Ayn Rand’s Birthday

Your birthday, o’er all life-loved days

That we do praise most high,

Though lesser than those greater days

When you stood straight man’s “I”,

With cheering thoughts we celebrate,

With calm, proud words we sing,

The starting you who could not wait

To grasp your first known thing.

That honesty which you began,

And never once let go,

That trademark of heroic man

Which all your writings show,

We honor now, we honor you,

Who self, nor man, let fall,

But, clearing ways to living true

Heroic men did call.

We heard, still hear, love’s selfish thee,

Thou earthly woman high;

Thine whole grand life, in memory,

From us shall mot pass by!

Your birthday, o’er all life-loved days,

Makes ageless youth our prize,

As fountainheads of Atlas praise

Seek anthems of your eyes!

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