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For little children everywhere
A joyous season still we make;
We bring our precious gifts to them,
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For little children everywhere
A joyous season still we make;
We bring our precious gifts to them,
Even for the dear child Jesus' sake.
Christmas in Bethlehem. The ancient dream: a cold, clear night made brilliant by a glorious star, the smell of incense, read more
Christmas in Bethlehem. The ancient dream: a cold, clear night made brilliant by a glorious star, the smell of incense, shepherds and wise men falling to their knees in adoration of the sweet baby, the incarnation of perfect love.
The highest exercise of charity is charity towards the uncharitable.
The highest exercise of charity is charity towards the uncharitable.
All things are perceived in the light of charity, and hence under the aspect of beauty: for beauty is simply read more
All things are perceived in the light of charity, and hence under the aspect of beauty: for beauty is simply Reality seen with the eyes of love.
At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows;
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At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows;
But like of each thing that in season grows.
It was the calm and silent night!
Seven hundred years and fifty-three
Had Rome been growing up read more
It was the calm and silent night!
Seven hundred years and fifty-three
Had Rome been growing up to might
And now was queen of land and sea.
No sound was heard of clashing wars,
Peace brooded o'er the hushed domain;
Apollo, Pallas, Jove and Mars,
Held undisturbed their ancient reign,
In the solemn midnight,
Centuries ago.
The living need charity more than the dead.
The living need charity more than the dead.
Give no bounties: make equal laws: secure life and prosperity and you need not give alms.
Give no bounties: make equal laws: secure life and prosperity and you need not give alms.
There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.
There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.