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 ...
Draw the blanket of oceanOver the frozen face.He lies, his eyes quarried by glittering fish,Staring through the green freezing sea-glassAt ...
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