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...REGARDING CHAINSAWS by HAYDEN CARRUTH WHEN THE SPEED COMES by ROBERT FROST SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALFRED MOIR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS LIKE A BULRUSH by MARIANNE MOORE WHERE MY BOOKS GO by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |