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Posted: Dec. 08 2007, 18:21 |
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Thinking of memorable things to do with his time of year, here's a favourite poem of mine, I have loved since I was very young. Also love to hear it when sung as a hymn/carol, esp because the music was composed by Gustav Holst. I live fairly near to a place called Thaxted where he once lived. Significant to me for other reasons. There's also a connection with Mike there, The Planet Suite composed by Holst & Music of the Spheres by you know who.
here it is,
In the Bleak Midwinter by Christina Rossetti
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ.
Enough for Him, whom cherubim
Worship night and day,
A breastful of milk
And a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels
Fall down before,
The ox and ass and camel
Which adore.
Angels and archangels
May have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air,
But only His mother
In her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the Beloved
With a kiss.
What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a wise man
I would do my part,
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.
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....second to the right and straight on till morning....
You heard me before
Yet you hear me again
Then I die
Till I call me again
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