Poetry

Will he ever be weary of wandering, The flaming sun? Ever weary of waning in lovelight, The white still moon? Will ever a shepherd come With a crook of simple gold, And lead all the little stars Like lambs to the fold? Will ever the Wanderer sail From over the sea, Up the river of [...]

Continue Reading Walter de la Mare – WILL EVER? POEM

O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to-night. For Christ is born of Mary, And, gathered all above, While [...]

Continue Reading Phillips Brooks – O LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM POEM

I’ll tell you how the sun rose,– A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then said I softly to myself, “That must have been the sun!” But how he set I know not; There seemed a purple stile Which [...]

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