Merry Christmas

Thou hast not made, or taught me, Lord to care

For times and seasons – but this one glad day

Is the blue sapphire clasping all the lights

That flash in the girdle of the year so fair –

When thou wast born a man, because alway

Thou wast and art a man, through all the flights

Of thought, and time, and thousandfold creation’s play.

George Macdonald

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