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Poems

By Henry Nutcombe Oxenham. Third Edition

Oxenham, Henry Nutcombe (1829-1888)

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I. THE SENTENCE OF KAÏRES.

II.

II. THE FATE OF COLUMBUS.

III.

III. STANZAS FOR MUSIC.

IV.

V. THE POET AND THE SAINT.

VI.

VI. THE LIFE-DIRGE OF EGYPT'S DEAD.

VII.

VII. FRIENDSHIP.

VIII.

VIII. THE PILGRIM BOAT ON THE RHINE.

IX.

IX. MAYENCE AT SUNSET.

X. MECHLIN.

XI.

XI. ON THE DEATH OF A FAVOURITE DOG.

XII.

XII. STRIFE AND PEACE.

XIII.

XIII. SOLITUDE.

XIV.

XIV. THE LEGEND OF ST. CATHARINE.

XV.

XV. THE VIRGIN MOTHER.

XVI.

XVI. THE VESPER-BELL.

XVII.

XVII. THE FUNERAL OF THE LAST OF THE STUARTS.

XVIII.

XIX.

XIX. TO MY BROTHER ON HIS FIFTH BIRTHDAY.

XX.

XXI.

XXII.

XXIII.

XXIV.

XXV.

XXVI.

XXVI. THE THREE PEALS OF THE ANGELUS.

XXVII.

XXVII. TO A FRIEND LEAVING OXFORD.

XXVIII.

XXVIII. THE HEAVENLY STRANGER .

XXIX.

XXIX. THE HOLY ANGELS.

XXX.

XXX. IN TEMPORE VESPERI ERIT LUX.

XXXI.

XXXI. A CHANCE MEETING.

XXXII.

XXXII. THE MIDNIGHT MASS OF THE NATIVITY.

XXXIII.

XXXIII. THE MANGER OF THE HOLY NIGHT.

XXXIV.

XXXIV. THE CHILDREN'S HYMN.

XXXV.

XXXV. AN EASTER GREETING.

XXXVI.

XXXVI. THE END OF MAN.

XXXVII.

XXXVII. TO L. H. D.

XXXVIII.

XXXVIII. A CHARACTER.

XXXIX.

XXXIX. WAR PIECES, 1855.

XL.

XL. THE MARTYR BOY .

XLI.

XLI. THE CHILD-CHRIST ON THE CROSS.

XLII.

XLII. SNOWDONIA.

XLIII.

XLIII. EUCHARISTICA.

XLIV.

XLIV. MATER DOLOROSA.

XLV.

XLV. MATER CORONATA.

XLVI.

XLVI. BEATUS SIS, CARISSIME!

XLVII.

XLVII. THE MARTYRDOM AT CANTERBURY.

XLVIII.

XLVIII. FAREWELL TO HARROW.

XLIX.

XLIX. REQUIEM ÆTERNAM.

L. MEDIÆVAL INFLUENCES.

LI.

LI. IN MEMORIAM C. H. C.

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XXXII. THE MIDNIGHT MASS OF THE NATIVITY.

Alleluia! Lord most holy,
In Thy manger-throne we hail Thee:
Alleluia! meek and lowly,
Never shall our worship fail Thee.

Alleluia! choirs of angels
Sing at midnight-hour Thy glory,
To the watchful shepherds telling
From the skies thy natal story.

Alleluia! Child of Mary
Low the shepherds bend before Thee:
Alleluia! Eastern monarchs
With their costliest gifts adore Thee.

Alleluia! still unending
Rings the angel-note above;
From our shrines in praise ascending
Echoes earth's response of love.

Alleluia! shine the tapers,
Gleams the holly's burnished spray;
Alleluia! chant the Credo,
Christ, we welcome Thee to-day!

Alleluia! Lord most mighty,
Come upon our shrines to dwell!
Alleluia! Word incarnate!
Hark, it sounds—the sanctus-bell!

Down in adoration falling,
Hail, sweet Sacrament divine!
Hail, to Thee our souls are calling,
Thou art ours and we are Thine!