James Russell Lowell

Of my merit
On that pint you yourself may jedge:
All is, I never drink no sperit,
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Of my merit
On that pint you yourself may jedge:
All is, I never drink no sperit,
Nor I haint never signed no pledge.

And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
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And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays.

"What means this glory round our feet,"
The Magi mused, "more bright than morn!"
And voices chanted read more

"What means this glory round our feet,"
The Magi mused, "more bright than morn!"
And voices chanted clear and sweet,
"To-day the Prince of Peace is born."

Daily with souls that cringe and plot,
We Sinais climb and know it not.

Daily with souls that cringe and plot,
We Sinais climb and know it not.

O wild and wondrous midnight,
There is a might in thee
To make the charmed body
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O wild and wondrous midnight,
There is a might in thee
To make the charmed body
Almost like spirit be,
And give it some faint glimpses
Of immortality.