CHRIST for a dream was given from the dead To walk one Christmas night on earth again, Among the snow, among the Christmas bells. He heard the hymns that are his praise: @3Noel@1, And @3Christ is Born@1, and @3Babe of Bethlehem@1. He saw the travelling crowds happy for home, The gathering and the welcome, and the set Feast and the gifts, because he once was born, Because he once was steward of a word. And so he thought, "The spirit has been kind; So well the peoples might have fallen from me, My way of life being difficult and spare. It is beautiful that a dream in Galilee Should prosper so. They crucified me once, And now my name is spoken through the world, And bells are rung for me and candles burnt. They might have crucified my dream who used My body ill; they might have spat on me Always as in one hour on Golgotha." . . . And the snow fell, and the last bell was still, And the poor Christ again was with the dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NATURE'S QUESTIONING by THOMAS HARDY THE ORPHAN BOY'S TALE by AMELIA OPIE BRUCE: HOW AYMER DE VALENCE, AND JOHN OF LORN CHASED THE BRUCE ... by JOHN BARBOUR ASPIRATIONS: 10 by MATHILDE BLIND THE STEALING OF THE MARE; AN ARABIC EPIC OF THE TENTH CENTURY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT FAMILIAR EPISTLES ON A SERMON, 'OFFICE & OPERATIONS OF HOLY SPIRIT': 5 by JOHN BYROM |