Was I ever that bemused?
Step-sat babe; wrapped up in
The least of buzzings, brightenings;
Fostered an unspoilt grin.
Were you, balconied, crowd-waved
But miserable prince?
Meek Christ child's Lord of Lords
Deem; with full confidence!
Un-distracted from off thereaft
Doctrines of Innocence.
* Matt.18.1-5
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