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A Christmas Matinee
MRS. M. A. L. LANE IT WAS the day before Christmas...

A Christmas Hymn
ANON Written in the Chapel of the Manger, in the...

Master Sandy's Snapdragon
ELBRIDGE S. BROOKS THERE was just enough of Decemb...

Wassailer's Song
ROBERT SOUTHWELL Wassail! wassail! all over ...

The Story Of Oello
Once upon a time there was a young girl, who had the ...

The Christmas Carol
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The minstrels played thei...

Merry Christmas
ANON In the rush of the merry morning, ...





Christmas Carol






JAMES S. PARK

So crowded was the little town
On the first Christmas day,
Tired Mary Mother laid her down
To rest upon the hay.
(Ah, would my door might have been thrown
Wide open on her way!)

But when the Holy Babe was born
In the deep hush of night,
It seemed as if a Sabbath morn
Had come with sacred light.
Child Jesus made the place forlorn
With his own beauty bright.

The manger rough was all his rest;
The cattle, having fed,
Stood silent by, or closer pressed,
And gravely wondered.
(Ah, Lord, if only that my breast
Had cradled Thee instead!)





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