Maxioms by Christina G. Rossetti
The sunrise wakes the lark to sing,
The moonrise wakes the nightingale.
Come, darkness, moonrise, everything
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The sunrise wakes the lark to sing,
The moonrise wakes the nightingale.
Come, darkness, moonrise, everything
That is so silent, sweet, and pale:
Come, so ye wake the nightingale.
Love came down at Christmas; love all lovely, love divine; love was born at Christmas, stars and angels gave the read more
Love came down at Christmas; love all lovely, love divine; love was born at Christmas, stars and angels gave the sign.
The angel of spring, the mellow-throated nightingale.
The angel of spring, the mellow-throated nightingale.
Spring bursts to-day,
For Christ is risen and all the earth's at play.
Spring bursts to-day,
For Christ is risen and all the earth's at play.
We shall escape the uphill by never turning back.
We shall escape the uphill by never turning back.
