Christmas Day, 1850

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Christmas Day, 1850

Beautiful stories wed with lovely days

Like words and music:⁠—what shall be the tale

Of love and nobleness that might avail

To express in action what this sweetness says⁠—

The sweetness of a day of airs and rays

That are strange glories on the winter pale?

Alas, O beauty, all my fancies fail!

I cannot tell a story in thy praise!

Thou hast, thou hast one⁠—set, and sure to chime

With thee, as with the days of “winter wild;”

For Joy like Sorrow loves his blessed feet

Who shone from Heaven on Earth this Christmas-time

A Brother and a Saviour, Mary’s child!⁠—

And so, fair day, thou hast thy story sweet.