the home book of verse-1-第35章
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There have come three kings to greet Thee；
Baby dear；
Crowned with gold； and clad in purple；
They draw near。
They have brought rare silks to bind Thee；
At Thy feet； behold； they spread them；
From their thrones they sprang to find Thee；
And a blazing star hath led them；
Baby dear。
I have neither jade nor jasper；
Baby dear；
Thou art all my hope and glory；
And my fear；
Yet for all the gems that strew Thee；
And the costly gowns that fold Thee；
Yea； though all the world should woo Thee；
Thou art mine … and fast I hold Thee；
Baby dear。
Henry Howarth Bashford ＇1880…
A CHILD'S SONG OF CHRISTMAS
My counterpane is soft as silk；
My blankets white as creamy milk。
The hay was soft to Him； I know；
Our little Lord of long ago。
Above the roofs the pigeons fly
In silver wheels across the sky。
The stable…doves they cooed to them；
Mary and Christ in Bethlehem。
Bright shines the sun across the drifts；
And bright upon my Christmas gifts。
They brought Him incense； myrrh； and gold；
Our little Lord who lived of old。
Oh； soft and clear our mother sings
Of Christmas joys and Christmas things。
God's holy angels sang to them；
Mary and Christ in Bethlehem。
Our hearts they hold all Christmas dear；
And earth seems sweet and heaven seems near；
Oh； heaven was in His sight； I know；
That little Child of long ago。
Marjorie L。 C。 Pickthall ＇1883…1922＇
JEST 'FORE CHRISTMAS
Father calls me William； sister calls me Will；
Mother calls me Willie； but the fellers call me Bill！
Mighty glad I ain't a girl … ruther be a boy；
Without them sashes； curls； an' things that's worn by Fauntleroy！
Love to chawnk green apples an' go swimmin' in the lake …
Hate to take the castor…ile they give for belly…ache！
'Most all the time； the whole year round； there ain't no flies on me；
But jest 'fore Christmas I'm as good as I kin be！
Got a yeller dog named Sport； sick him on the cat；
First thing she knows she doesn't know where she is at！
Got a clipper sled； an' when us kids goes out to slide；
'Long comes the grocery cart an' we all hook a ride！
But sometimes when the grocery man is worrited an' cross；
He reaches at us with his whip； an' larrups up his hoss；
An' then I laff an' holler； 〃Oh； ye never teched me！〃
But jest 'fore Christmas I'm as good as I kin be！
Gran'ma says she hopes that when I git to be a man；
I'll be a missionarer like her oldest brother； Dan；
As was et up by the cannibuls that lives in Ceylon's Isle；
Where every prospeck pleases； an' only man is vile！
But gran'ma she has never been to see a Wild West show；
Nor read the Life of Daniel Boone； or else I guess she'd know
That Buff'lo Bill and cow…boys is good enough for me！
Excep' jest 'fore Christmas； when I'm good as I kin be！
And then old Sport he hangs around； so solemn…like an' still；
His eyes they keep a…sayin'： 〃What's the matter； little Bill？〃
The old cat sneaks down off her perch an' wonders what's become
Of them two enemies of hern that used to make things hum！
But I am so perlite an' 'tend so earnestly to biz；
That mother says to father： 〃How improved our Willie is！〃
But father； havin' been a boy hisself； suspicions me
When jest 'fore Christmas； I'm as good as I kin be！
For Christmas； with its lots an' lots of candies； cakes an' toys；
Was made； they say； for proper kids an' not for naughty boys；
So wash yer face an' bresh yer hair； an' mind yer p's an' q's；
An' don't bust out yer pantaloons； an' don't wear out yer shoes；
Say 〃Yessum〃 to the ladies； an' 〃Yessur〃 to the men；
An' when they's company； don't pass yer plate for pie again；
But； thinking of the things yer'd like to see upon that tree；
Jest 'fore Christmas be as good as yer kin be！
Eugene Field ＇1850…1895＇
A VTSTT FROM ST。 NICHOLAS
'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；
The children were nestled all snug in their beds；
While visions of sugar…plums danced in their heads；
And mamma in her 'kerchief； and I in my cap；
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap；
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter；
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter。
Away to the window I flew like a flash；
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash。
The moon on the breast of the new…fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid…day to objects below；
When； what to my wondering eyes should appear；
But a miniature sleigh； and eight tiny reindeer；
With a little old driver； so lively and quick；
I knew in a moment it must be St。 Nick。
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came；
And he whistled； and shouted； and called them by name；
〃Now； Dasher！ now； Dancer！ now； Prancer and Vixen！
On； Comet！ on Cupid！ on； Donder and Blitzen！
To the top of the porch！ to the top of the wall！
Now dash away！ dash away！ dash away all！〃
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly；
When they meet with an obstacle； mount to the sky；
So up to the house…top the coursers they flew；
With the sleigh full of toys； and St。 Nicholas too。
And then； in a twinkling； I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof。
As I drew in my head； and was turning around；
Down the chimney St。 Nicholas came with a bound。
He was dressed all in fur； from his head to his foot；
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot；
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back；
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack。
His eyes … how they twinkled！ his dimples how merry！
His cheeks were like roses； his nose like a cherry！
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow；
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow；
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth；
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath；
He had a broad face and a little round belly；
That shook； when he laughed； like a bowlful of jelly。
He was chubby and plump； a right jolly old elf；
And I laughed when I saw him； in spite of myself；
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head；
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread；
He spoke not a word； but went straight to his work；
And filled all the stockings； then turned with a jerk；
And laying his finger aside of his nose；
And giving a nod； up the chimney he rose；
He sprang to his sleigh； to his team gave a whistle；
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle。
But I heard him exclaim； ere he drove out of sight；
〃Happy Christmas to all； and to all a good…night。〃
Clement Clarke Moore ＇1779…1863＇
CEREMONIES FOR CHRISTMAS
Come； bring with a noise；
My merry； merry boys；
The Christmas log to the firing；
While my good dame； she
Bids ye all be free；
And drink to your hearts' desiring。
With the last year's brand
Light the new block； and
For good success in his spending；
On your psaltries play；
That sweet luck may
Come while the log is a…tending。
Drink now the strong beer；
Cut the white loaf here；
The while the meat is a…shredding；
For the rare mince…pie
And the plums stand by
To fill the paste that's a…kneading。
Robert Herrick ＇1591…1674＇
ON THE MORNING OF CHRIST'S NATIVITY
This is the month； and this the happy morn
Wherein the Son of Heaven's 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。
That glorious Form； that Light unsufferable；
And that far…beaming blaze of Majesty
Wherewith he wont at Heaven's high council…ta
To sit the midst of Trinal Unity；
He laid aside； and； here with us to be；
Forsook the courts of everlasting day；
And chose with us a darksome house of mortal clay。
Say； Heavenly Muse； shall not thy sacred vein
Afford a present to the Infant God？
Hast thou no verse； no hymn； or solemn strain
To welcome him to this his new abode；
Now while the heaven； by the sun's team untrod；
Hath took no print of the approaching light；
And all the spangled host keep watch in squadrons bright？
See how from far； upon the eastern road；
The star…led wizards haste with odors sweet！
O run； prevent them with thy humble ode
And lay it lowly at his blessed feet；
Have thou the honor first thy Lord to greet；
And join thy voice unto the angel choir
From out his secret altar touched with hallowed fire。
THE HYMN
It was the winter wild
While the heaven…born Child
All meanly wrapped in the rude manger lies；
Nature in awe to Him
Had doffed her gaudy trim；
With her great Master so to sympathize：
It was no season then for her
To wanton with the sun； her lusty paramour。
Only with speeches fair
She woos the gentle air
To hide her guilty front with innocent snow；
And on her naked shame；
Pollute with sinful blame；
The saintly veil of maiden white to throw；
Confounded； that her Maker's eyes
Should look so near upon her foul deformities。
But he； her fears to cease；
Sent down the meek…eyed Peace；
She； crowned with olive green； came softly sliding
Down through the turning sphere；
His ready harbinger；
With turtle wing and amorous clouds dividing；
And waving wide her myrtle wand；
She strikes a universal peace through sea and land。
No war； or battle's sound
Was heard the world around：
The idle spear and shield were high uphung；
The hooked chariot stood
Unstained with hostile blood；
The trumpet spake not to the armed throng；
And kings sat still with awful eye；
As if they surely knew their sovereign Lord was by。
But peaceful was the night
Wherein the Prince of Light
His reign of peace upon the earth began：
The winds； with wonder whist；
Smoothly the waters kissed；
Whispering new joys to the mild ocean …
Who now hath quite forgot to rave；
While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave。
The stars； with deep amaze；
Stand fixed in steadfast gaze；
Bending one way their precious influence；
And will not take their flight
For all the morning light；
Or Lucifer that often warned them thence；
But in their glimmering orbs did glow
Until their Lord himself bespake； and bid them go。
And though the shady gloom
Had given day her room；
The sun himself withheld his wonted speed；
And hid his head for shame；
As his inferior flame
The new…enlightened world no more should need；
He saw a greater Sun appear
Than his bright throne； or burning axletree； could bear。
The shepherds on the lawn
Or ere the point of dawn
Sat simply chatting in a rustic row；
Full little thought they then
That the mighty Pan
Was kindly come to live with them below；
Perhaps their loves； or else their sheep；
Was all that did t
