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A Christmas Carol

The Christ-child lay on Mary’s lap,
    His hair was like a light.
(O weary, weary were the world,
    But here is all aright.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary’s breast,
    His hair was like a star.
(O stern and cunning are the kings,
    But here the true hearts are.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary’s heart,
    His hair was like a fire.
(O weary, weary is the world,
    But here the world’s desire.)
The Christ-child stood at Mary’s knee,
    His hair was like a crown.
And all the flowers looked up at Him,
    And all the stars looked down.

From The Wild Knight, first published 1900

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