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A Christmas Hymn
ALFRED DOMETT It was the calm and silent nig...

How Christmas Came To The Santa Maria Flats
ELIA W. PEATTIE THERE were twenty-six flat childre...

Christmas Day
CHARLES WESLEY Hark! the herald angels sing ...

An Offertory
MARY MAPES DODGE Oh, the beauty of the Chris...

A Christmas Song
TUDOR JENKS When mother-love makes all thing...

A Carol
And here's a Christmas carol meant for children, and...

A Christmas Carmen
JOHN G. WHITTIER I Sound over all wat...





A Carol






And here's a Christmas carol meant for children, and most excellent, and
though the monk that wrote it was hung, yet still his verses may be
sung.

As I in a hoarie winter's night
Stood shivering in the snow,
Surpriz'd I was with sudden heat,
Which made my heart to glow;
And lifting up a fearefull eye
To view what fire was neere,
A prettie babe, all burning bright,
Did in the aire appeare;
Who, scorched with excessive heat,
Such flouds of teares did shed,
As though his flouds should quench his flames,
Which with his teares were bred:

Alas! (quoth he) but newly borne,
In fierie heats I frie,
Yet none approach to warm their hearts,
Or feele my fire, but I;
My faultless brest the furnace is,
The fuell, wounding thornes:
Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke,
The ashes, shames and scornes;
The fuell justice layeth on,
And mercy blows the coales,
The metalls in this furnace wrought,
Are Men's defiled soules:
For which, as now on fire I am,
To work them to their good,
So will I melt into a bath,
To wash them in my blood.
With this he vanisht out of sight,
And swiftly shrunke away,
And straight I called unto minde
That it was Christmasse Day.





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