At Nine Of The Night (Charles Causley Poems)
At nine of the night I opened my doorThat stands midway between moor and moor,And all around me, silver-bright,I saw ...
At nine of the night I opened my doorThat stands midway between moor and moor,And all around me, silver-bright,I saw ...
Who's that knocking on the window,Who's that standing at the door,What are all those presentsLaying on the kitchen floor?Who is ...
Your royal bedIs made of hayIn a cattle-shed.Sleep, King Jesus,Do not fear,Joseph is watchingAnd waiting near.Warm in the wintry airYou ...
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