O LITTLE @3town, O little town, Upon the hills so far, We see you, like a thing sublime, Across the great gray wastes of time, And men go up and men go down, But follow still the star!@1 And this is humble Bethlehem In the Judean wild; And this is lowly Bethlehem Wherein a mother smiled; Yea, this is happy Bethlehem That knew the little Child! Ay, this is glorious Bethlehem Where He drew living breath (Ah, precious, precious, Bethlehem!— So every mortal saith) Who brought to all that tread the earth Life's triumph over death! @3O little town, O little town, Upon the hills afar, You call to us, a thing sublime, Across the great gray wastes of time, For men go up and men go down, But follow still the star!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JABBERWOCKY by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 10. THE PORTRAIT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE LEAPING POLL by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. THREE PASTORAL ELEGIES: TO THE READER (2) by WILLIAM BASSE ON THE LIGHTHOUSE AT ANTIBES by MATHILDE BLIND BESIDE THE SHORE ROAD by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE BLUE-EYED LASSIE by ROBERT BURNS EXTEMPORE VERSES ON A TRIAL OF SKILL BETWEEN MSSRS. FIGG AND SUTTON by JOHN BYROM |