On a winter's night long time ago (@3The bells ring loud and the bells ring low@1), When high howled wind, and down fell snow (Carillon, Carilla). Saint Joseph he and Nostre Dame, Riding on an ass, full weary came From Nazareth into Bethlehem. And the small child Jesus smile on you. And Bethlehem inn they stood before (@3The bells ring less and the bells ring more@1), The landlord bade them begone from his door (Carillon, Carilla). 'Poor folk' (says he), 'must lie where they may, For the Duke of Jewry comes this way, With all his train on a Christmas Day.' And the small child Jesus smile on you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE POOR-HOUSE by SARA TEASDALE AFTER WINTER by STERLING ALLEN BROWN HYMNS OF THE MARSHES: THE MARSHES OF GLYNN by SIDNEY LANIER TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN by WALT WHITMAN GIRLS! PASS ALONG! by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER |