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Immensity cloistered in thy dear womb,
Now leaves His well-belov'd imprisonment,
There He hath made Himself to His intent
Weak enough, now into the world to come;
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by John Donne
at 2008-03-02 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 1 |
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Christmas brings such a time of love
Each tender heart holds so much of
Unselfishness thrives, trust is strong
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by Roger J. Robicheau
at 2008-03-05 |
Rating: 4.50
Votes: 2 |
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Oh, hush thee, little dear, my soul,
The evening shades are falling;
Hush thee, my dear, dost thou not hear
The voice of the Master calling?
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by Eugene Field
at 2008-03-04 |
Rating: 4.40
Votes: 5 |
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"What means this glory round our feet?"
The Magi mused, "more bright than morn?"
And voices chanted clear and sweet,
"Today the Prince of Peace is born!"
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by J.R. Lowell
at 2008-03-01 |
Rating: 2.50
Votes: 2 |
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So crowded was the little town
On the first Christmas day,
Tired Mary Mother laid her down
To rest upon the hay.
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by James Park
at 2008-03-12 |
Rating: 2.00
Votes: 2 |
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Outside my window whirls the icy storm,
And beats upon its panes with fingers white;
Within, my open fire burns bright and warm,
And sends throughout the room its ruddy light.
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by Frank E. Broun
at 2008-04-08 |
Rating: 1.83
Votes: 6 |
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Brightest and best of the Sons of the morning!
Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid!
Star of the East, the horizon adorning,
Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid!
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by Reginald Heber
at 2008-03-22 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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