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Rh THE MASTER-POETS

PART II

A CHRISTMAS HYMN

I

me what is this innumerable throng

Singing in the heavens a loud angelic song?

These are they who come with swift and shining feet

From round about the throne of God the Lord of Light to greet.

II

O, who are these that hasten beneath the starry sky,

As if with joyful tidings that through the world shall fly?

The faithful shepherds these, who greatly were afeared

When, as they watched their flocks by night, the heavenly host appeared.