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"The little Jesus came to town;
With ox and sheep He laid Him down;
Peace to the byre, peace to the fold,
For that they housed Him from the cold!"
Lizette Woodworth Reese (1856-1935), U.S. poet. A Christmas Folk-Song (l. 13-16). . .
Our Holidays in Poetry. Mildred P. Harrington and Josephine H. Thomas, comps. (1929) The H. W. Wilson Company. |
"Loose me from tears, and make me see aright
How each hath back what once he stayed to weep;
Homer his sight, David his little lad!"
Lizette Woodworth Reese (1856-1935), U.S. poet. Tears (l. 12-14). . .
Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books. |
"I wonder at the idleness of tears."
Lizette Woodworth Reese (1856-1935), U.S. poet. Tears (l. 8). . .
Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books. |
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