On Being Asked to Write a School Hymn (Charles Causley Poems)
On a starless night and stillUnderneath a sleeping hillComes the cry of sheep and kineFrom the slaughter house to mine.Fearful ...
On a starless night and stillUnderneath a sleeping hillComes the cry of sheep and kineFrom the slaughter house to mine.Fearful ...
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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