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A Christmas Miscellany 2021, by Various

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Seven chapters involving Christmas from different books. Plus part 8 which is twelve verses about Christmas and part 9 which is four Christmas carols by Christina Rossetti. (Summary by David Wales)
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Genres for the project: *Non-fiction/Essays & Short Works; *Non-fiction/Nature; *Non-fiction/Religion; *Non-fiction/Travel & Geography

Keywords that describe the book: poetry, Christmas, essays, holidays

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Dave at craigdav1 says he will dpl/mc. Thanks !!
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Titles entered. Entry of metadata will creep along.
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I've added a part 9 and edited the description a bit. Thanks.

Seven chapters involving Christmas from different books. Plus part 8 which is twelve verses about Christmas and part 9 which is four Christmas carols by Christina Rossetti.
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8 uploaded

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Dave, below is the text I used to record these poems, by copy and paste from the longer work. I thought you might find this more convenient for dpl-ing, since finding each poem in that large mass of poems might be a bit trying.


Part 8 of A Christmas Miscellany 2021 by Various
This LibriVox recording is in the Public Domain.
Part 8 Twelve Christmas Verses from Dreams And Images (1917), edited by Joyce Kilmer


1 A CHRISTMAS SONG
BY TERESA BRAYTON
O Lord, as You lay so soft and white,
A Babe in a manger stall,
With the big star flashing across the night,
Did you know and pity us all?
Did the wee hands, close as a rosebud curled,
With the call of their mission ache,
To be out and saving a weary world
For Your merciful Father’s sake?
[Pg 17]
Did You hear the cries of the groping blind,
The woe of the leper’s prayer,
The surging sorrow of all mankind,
As You lay by Your Mother there?
Beyond the shepherds, low bending down,
The long, long road did You see
That led from peaceful Bethlehem town
To the summit of Calvary?
The world grown weary of wasting strife,
Had called for the Christ to rise;
For sin had poisoned the springs of life
And only the dead were wise.
But, wrapped in a dream of scornful pride,
Too high were its eyes to see
A Child, foredoomed to be crucified,
On a peasant Mother’s knee.
But, while the heavens with glad acclaim
Sang out the tale of Your birth,
A mystic echo of comfort came
To the desolate souls of earth.
For the thrill of a slowly turning tide
Was felt in that grey daybreak,
As if God, the Father, had sanctified
All sorrow for One Man’s sake.
O Child of the Promise! Lord of Love!
O Master of all the earth!
While the angels are singing their songs above,
We bring our gifts to Your birth.
[Pg 18]
Just the blind man’s cry, and the lame man’s pace,
And the leper’s pitiful call;
On these, over infinite fields of space,
Look down, for You know them all.




2 THE ANGELIC CHORUS
BY D. J. DONAHOE
At midnight from the zenith burst a light
More radiant and more beautiful than dawn,
And the meek shepherds on the shadowy lawn
Gazed upward in mute wonder on the sight;
The stars sank back in pallor, and the skies
Trembled responsive to rich harmonies.
And lo! an angel spake, “Be not afraid!
I bear glad tidings; for this happy morn
A Saviour and a King to man is born;
He sleepeth in a manger lowly laid.”
Then rolled along the heavens the glad refrain;
“Glory to God on high and peace to men!”
Soon from the skies the streaming light was gone,
And Night and Silence rested on the hill;
But the mute shepherds, looking upward still,
Could hear the heavenly echoes rolling on.
So evermore the listening world can hear
The Angelic Chorus ringing sweet and clear.

3 YULETIDE
BY ALICE FURLONG
In a stable bare,
Lo, the great Ones are.
Strew the Ivy and the Myrtle
Round about the Virgin’s kirtle!
[Pg 80]
Ass and oxen mild
Breathe soft upon the Child!
Blow the scent of bygone summer
On your breath to the New-comer!
Be ye well content
To be straitly pent
Backwards in the rocky chamber
From the angel’s wings of amber!
Rapt the seraphs sit,
With godly faces lit
In a radiance shining solely
From the Christ-child, meek and holy.
High they chant and clear
Of the lovely cheer
Ring down the new evangels
Of the mystic, midnight angels.
Faring with good will
From the misty hill,
Every shepherd sacrificeth
To the prophet that ariseth.
Joseph, Mary’s spouse,
Prince of David’s House,
Bendeth low in adorations
To the Ruler of the Nations.
Who doth sweetly rest
On his Mother’s breast,
Lord of the lightnings and the thunders!
Mary’s heart keeps all these wonders.






4 TRYSTE NOEL
BY LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY
The Ox he openeth wide the doore,
And from the Snowe he calls her inne,
And he hath seen her smile therefore,
Our Ladye without Sinne.
Now soone from Sleep
A Starre shall leap,
And sonne arrive both King and Hinde:
Amen, Amen:
But O the place co’d I but finde!
[Pg 87]
The Ox hath hushed his voyce and bent
Trewe eyes of Pitty ore the Mow,
And on his lovelie Neck, forspent,
The Blessed layes her Browe.
Around her feet,
Full Warme and Sweete,
His bowerie Breath doth meeklie dwell:
Amen, Amen:
But sore am I with Vaine Travel!
The Ox is Host in Judah stall
And Host of more than onlie one,
For close she gathereth withal
Our Lorde her littel Sonne.
Glad Hinde and King
Their Gyfte may bring,
But wo’d to-night my Teares were there,
Amen, Amen:
Between her Bosom and His hayre!



5 KING ARTHUR’S WAES-HAEL
BY ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER
Waes-hael for knight and dame;
O merry be their dole;
Drink-hael! In Jesu’s name
We fill the tawny bowl;
But cover down the curving crest,
Mould of the Orient Lady’s breast.
Waes-hael! yet lift no lid:
Drain ye the reeds for wine.
Drink-hael! the milk was hid
That soothed that Babe divine;
Hush’d, as this hollow channel flows,
He drew the balsam from the rose.
Waes-hael! thus glowed the breast
Where a God yearned to cling;
Drink-hael! so Jesu pressed
Life from its mystic spring;
Then hush and bend in reverend sign
And breathe the thrilling reeds for wine.
Waes-hael! in shadowy scene
Lo! Christmas children we:
Drink-hael! behold we lean
At a far Mother’s knee;
To dream that thus her bosom smiled,
And learn the lip of Bethlehem’s Child.






6 CHRISTMAS AND IRELAND
BY LIONEL JOHNSON
The golden stars give warmthless fire,
As weary Mary goes through night:
Her feet are torn by stone and briar;
She hath no rest, no strength, no light:
O Mary, weary in the snow,
Remember Ireland’s woe!
O Joseph, sad for Mary’s sake!
Look on our earthly Mother too:
Let not the heart of Ireland break
With agony the ages through:
For Mary’s love, love also thou
Ireland, and save her now!
Harsh were the folk, and bitter stern,
At Bethlehem, that night of nights.
For you no cheering hearth shall burn:
We have no room here, you no rights.
O Mary and Joseph; hath not she,
Ireland, been even as ye?
The ancient David’s royal house
Was thine, Saint Joseph! wherefore she,
Mary, thine Ever Virgin Spouse,
To thine own city went with thee.
Behold! thy citizens disown
The heir of David’s throne!
[Pg 107]
Nay, more! The very King of Kings
Was with you, coming to His own:
They thrust Him forth to lowliest things;
The poor, meek beasts of toil alone
Stood by, when came to piteous birth
The God of all the earth.
And she, our Mother Ireland, knows
Insult, and infamies of wrong:
Her innocent children clad with woes,
Her weakness trampled by the strong:
And still upon her Holy Land
Her pitiless foemen stand.
From Manger unto Cross and Crown
Went Christ: and Mother Mary passed
Through Seven Sorrows, and sat down
Upon the Angel Throne at last.
Thence, Mary! to thine own Child pray,
For Ireland’s hope this day!
She wanders amid winter still,
The dew of tears is on her face:
Her wounded heart takes yet its fill
Of desolation and disgrace.
God still is God! And through God she
Foreknows her joy to be.
The snows shall perish at the spring,
The flowers pour fragrance round her feet:
Ah, Jesus! Mary! Joseph! bring
This mercy from the Mercy Seat!
Send it, sweet King of Glory, born
Humbly on Christmas Morn!








7 UNTO US A SON IS GIVEN
BY ALICE MEYNELL
Given, not lent,
And not withdrawn—once sent,
This Infant of mankind, this One,
Is still the little welcome Son.
New every year,
New born and newly dear,
He comes with tidings and a song,
The ages long, the ages long;
[Pg 167]
Even as the cold
Keen winter grows not old,
As childhood is so fresh, foreseen,
And spring in the familiar green.
Sudden as sweet
Come the expected feet.
All joy is young, and new all art,
And He, too, Whom we have by heart.

8 THE SON OF GOD
BY CHARLES L. O’DONNELL, C.S.C.
The fount of Mary’s joy
Revealed now lies,
For, lo, has not the Boy
His Father’s eyes?




9 A CHRISTMAS CAROL
BY MARY A. O’REILLY
Night in the far Judean land,
The pregnant air is still,
The sky one blue unclouded band,
Seems drooping o’er each hill.
The hills then toward each other bend,
Some mighty secret to portend.
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
[Pg 181]
The sheep in near-by pastures browse,
Some bleat as if in pain;
The youthful shepherds watch and drowse,
Then drowse and watch again;
When lo! a light from Heaven appears
Which makes them huddle in their fears.
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
God’s glory shone around them there,
And then an angel cried—
“Fear not, for I good tidings bear
To you, and all beside.
For unto you is born this day
A Savior, Christ the Lord.” We pray—
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Then swinging from the skies there came
Groups of the heavenly host,
Praising the Lord in sweet acclaim—
The burden of their toast—
“Glory to God on High,” again—
His “Peace on earth, good will to men.”
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Within a stable sweet with hay,
And warm with breath of kine,
The Baby and His Mother lay,
O, mystery divine!
The bed of straw a cloud appears,
We hear the music of the spheres.
Gloria in excelsis Deo.
[Pg 182]
Dear maiden mother, let us now,
While to your breast He clings,
In humble adoration bow
With shepherds and with kings,
And at His feet our off’ring be
Praise, love, faith, hope and charity.
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

10 MARY’S BABY
BY SHAEMAS O. SHEEL
Joseph, mild and noble, bent above the straw:
A pale girl, a frail girl, suffering, he saw;
“O my Love, my Mary, my bride, I pity thee!”
“Nay, Dear,” said Mary, “All is well with me!”
“Baby, my Baby, O my Babe,” she sang.
Suddenly the golden night all with music rang.
Angels leading shepherds, shepherds leading sheep:
The silence of worship broke the mother’s sleep.
All the meek and lowly of the world were there;
Smiling she showed them that her Child was fair.
“Baby, my Baby,” kissing Him she said.
Suddenly a flaming star through the heavens sped.
Three old men and weary knelt them side by side,
The world’s wealth forswearing, majesty and pride;
Worldly might and wisdom before the Babe bent low:
Weeping, maid Mary said “I love Him so!”
“Baby, my Baby,” and the Baby slept.
Suddenly on Calvary all the olives wept.

11 THE BABE OF BETHLEHEM
BY CONDÉ BENOIST PALLEN
O cruel manger, how bleak, how bleak!
For the limbs of the Babe, my God;
Soft little limbs on the cold, cold straw;
Weep, O eyes, for thy God!
Bitter ye winds in the frosty night
Upon the Babe, my God,
Piercing the torn and broken thatch;
Lament, O heart, for thy God!
Bare is the floor, how bare, how bare
For the Babe’s sweet mother, my God;
Only a stable for mother and Babe;
How cruel thy world, my God!
Cast out, cast out, by his brother men
Unknown the Babe, my God;
The ox and the ass alone are there;
Soften, O heart, for thy God!
Dear little arms and sweet little hands,
That stretch for thy mother, my God;
Soft baby eyes to the mother’s eyes;
Melt, O heart, for thy God!
Waxen touches on mother’s heart,
Fingers of the Babe, my God;
Dear baby lips to her virgin breast,
The virgin mother of God.
[Pg 195]
The shepherds have come from the hills to adore
The Babe in the manger, my God;
Mary and Joseph welcome them there;
Worship, O soul, thy God!
But I alone may not come near
The Babe in the manger, my God;
Weep for thy sins, O heart, and plead
With Mary the mother of God.
May I not come, oh, just to the door,
To see the Babe, my God;
There will I stop and kneel and adore,
And weep for my sins, O God!
But Mary smiles, and rising up,
In her arms the Babe, my God,
She comes to the door and bends her down,
With the Babe in her arms, my God!
Her sinless arms in my sinful arms
Place the Babe, my God;
“He has come to take thy sins away;”
Break, O heart, for thy God!

12 LE REPOS IN EGYPTE: THE SPHINX
BY AGNES REPPLIER
All day I watch the stretch of burning sand;
All night I brood beneath the golden stars;
Amid the silence of a desolate land,
No touch of bitterness my reverie mars.
Built by the proudest of a kingly line,
Over my head the centuries fly fast;
The secrets of the mighty dead are mine;
I hold the key of a forgotten past.
Yet, ever hushed into a rapturous dream,
I see again that night. A halo mild
Shone from the liquid moon. Beneath her beam
Traveled a tired young Mother and the Child.
Within mine arms she slumbered, and alone
I watched the Infant. At my feet her guide
Lay stretched o’er-wearied. On my breast of stone
Rested the Crucified.

End of part 8
Peace, David
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