Pray why are you so bare, so bare, Oh, bough of the old oak-tree; And why, when I go through the shade you throw, Runs a shudder over me? My leaves were green as the best, I trow, And sap ran free in my veins, But I saw in the moonli... Read more of The Haunted Oak at Martin Luther King.caInformational Site Network Informational
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The Christmas Carol
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The minstrels played thei...

Hang Up The Baby's Stocking
[Emily Huntington Miller] Hang up the baby's...

Hymn On The Nativity
JOHN MILTON It was the winter wild, Whi...

The First Christmas-tree
BY LUCY WHEELOCK TWO little children were sitting ...

A Christmas Dream And How It Came True
"I'm so tired of Christmas I wish there never would b...

Christmas In The Alley
OLIVE THORNE MILLER "I DECLARE for 't, to-morrow i...

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When The Stars Of Morning Sang






ANNE P.L. FIELD

When the stars of morning sang
Long ago,
Sweet the air with music rang
Through the snow,
There beside the mother mild
Slept the blessed Christmas child,--
Slumber holy, undefiled--
Here below.

When the wise men traveled far
Through the night,
Following the guiding star
Pure and bright,
Lo! it stood above the place
Sanctified by Heaven's grace,
And upon the Christ-Child's face
Shed its light.

When the world lay hushed and still
Christmas morn,
Suddenly were skies athrill--
Christ is born!
Angel voices, high and clear,
Chanted tidings of good cheer,
See, the Infant King is here,
Christ is born!





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