Howard Phillips Lovecraft

(1890-1937 / the United States)

St. John


St. John, whose art sublimely shines
In liquid odes and melting lines,
Let Theobald his regard express
In verse of lesser loveliness.
As now in regal state appear
The festive hours of Yuletide cheer,
My strongest wish is that you may
Feel ev'ry blessing of the day!

Submitted: Friday, September 03, 2010

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