It was the calm and silent night! Seven hundred years and fifty-three Had Rome been growing up to might And now was queen of land and sea. No sound was heard of clashing wars, Peace brooded oer the hushed domain; Apollo, Pallas, Jove and Mars, Held undisturbed their ancient reign, In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago. Alfred DomettChristmas Hymn.
How blessd, how envied, were our life, Could we but scape the poulterers knife! But man, cursd man, on Turkeys preys, And Christmas shortens all our days: Sometimes with oysters we combine, Sometimes assist the savory chine; From the low peasant to the lord, The Turkey smokes on every board. GayFables. Pt. I. Fable 39.
What babe new born is this that in a manger cries? Near on her lowly bed his happy mother lies. Oh, see the air is shaken with white and heavenly wings This is the Lord of all the earth, this is the King of Kings. R. W. GilderA Christmas Hymn. St. 4.
High noon behind the tamarisks, the sun is hot above us As at home the Christmas Day is breaking wan, They will drink our healths at dinner, those who tell us how they love us, And forget us till another year be gone! KiplingChristmas in India.
Ring out, ye crystal spheres! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time, And let the bass of Heavens deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony. MiltonHymn. On the Morning of Christs Nativity.
This is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heavens eternal King, Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring, For so the holy sages once did sing, That He our deadly forfeit should release, And with His Father work us a perpetual peace. MiltonHymn. On the Morning of Christs Nativity.
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring,not even a mouse: The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. Clement C. MooreA Visit from St. Nicholas.
God rest ye, little children; let nothing you affright, For Jesus Christ, your Saviour, was born this happy night; Along the hills of Galilee the white flocks sleeping lay, When Christ, the Child of Nazareth, was born on Christmas day. D. M. MulockChristmas Carol. St. 2.
England was merry England, when Old Christmas brought his sports again. Twas Christmas broachd the mightiest ale; Twas Christmas told the merriest tale; A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor mans heart through half the year. ScottMarmion. Canto VI. Introduction.
Hark the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born king. Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled! Charles WesleyChristmas Hymn. (Altered from Hark how all the welkin rings, Glory to the King of Kings.)
Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace; East, west, north, and south let the long quarrel cease; Sing the song of great joy that the angels began, Sing the glory to God and of good-will to man! WhittierChristmas Carmen. St. 3.