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The Shivering Beggar

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NEAR Clapham village, where fields began,
Saint Edward met a beggar man.
It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled,
The old man trembled for the fierce cold.

Saint Edward cried, “It is monstrous sin
A beggar to lie in rags so thin!
An old gray-beard and the frost so keen:
I shall give him my fur-lined gaberdine.”
He stripped off his gaberdine of scarlet
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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 17 December 2014
Good ideas and great poem it is.
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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 17 December 2014
Good ideas and great poem it is.
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