The Precursor Poem by John Bannister Tabb

The Precursor



'As John of old before His face did go
To make the rough ways smooth, that all might know
The level road that leads to Bethlehem, lo,
I come,' proclaims the snow.

Thursday, September 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: old,snow
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