[Poems by Tabb in] Father Tabb | ||
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A CHRISTMAS CHIME
At Christmas time from clime to clime
Each star to star doth sweetly chime,
Till all the heavens are ringed with rhyme
Each star to star doth sweetly chime,
Till all the heavens are ringed with rhyme
Then loosed above, a note thereof
Floats downward like a wandering dove,
And all the world is ringed with Love!
Floats downward like a wandering dove,
And all the world is ringed with Love!
[Poems by Tabb in] Father Tabb | ||