Identifier: shrinesoldnewoth00farmuoft (find matches)
Title: Shrines old and new, and other poems
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Farmer, Thomas Devey Jermyn
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Publisher: Toronto W. Briggs
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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le flower; thou wilt be to meIn far-ofif western land beyond the deep Of Beautys bard, who rests near Cestius shade.An Inspiration and a Memory! Rome, April 3, 1912. 187 SHRINES OLD AND NEW ODE TO CHRISTMAS DAY. Thou charming day of unalloyed content,Thou fantasy of childhoods happy hour,Creator of all joy and merriment,Distributor of Loves and Kindness power;What is it marks thine advent among menIn this and every other Christian climeWith gladness and with gay festivity ?Chiefly because thou pointst to us the time,And callst to our remembrance yet againThe wondrous theme of Christs Nativity. And too, because at this especial timeThou makst the discord of the bygone yearGive place to love and unison and rhyme,And all harsh thoughts and actions disappear.Thou causest all in contest warm to vieAnd eagerly in one accord engageAnd use their best endeavors to disperseKindness about, and self-denial try;Others to please, our own base ends immerse,From childhood on to winters hoary age. i88
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For here rests that sweet flower of song, than whomNo sweeter ever faded in its bloom. (See page 187.) »• ODE TO CHRISTMAS DAY Let strains of music then be heard to-day, Let melody be wafted near and far, Let Hght be kindled in the darkened way, To lead men onward like the Eastern Star To kindly deeds and gentle words of love; We cannot hear the sweet seraphic voice As shepherds heard the song outpoured to them, Nor see the Guiding Star in heaven above; But in good-will can equally rejoice With those who saw the Star of Bethlehem, Fair Bethlehem! that sound of melodyWhich echoed oer thy housetops long ago.Those angel voices in sweet harmonyAlong thy valleys floating clear and low;And that bright vision bursting on the view,Of shepherds watching near thy snowclad hills;Told of the Child, the Light of All the World;Sweeter than song from out th empyrean blue,Brighter than sunlight which the dew distills,Gods gift to man in Song and Light unfurld. O festive day! thou time of gladsome

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