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sylvan and sacred. By the Rev. Richard Wilton

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A WHITE CHRISTMAS.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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A WHITE CHRISTMAS.

A SONNET FOR CHILDREN.

Dear English children, fresh from happy dreams,
With Christmas carols blended, what a world
Of sudden snow before you is unfurled;
How like a dream the altered outlook seems.
Peaceful it shines beneath the morning beams,
And every spray with beauty is impearled;
But wildly through the night the storm has whirled,
And sadly on some eyes the cold snow gleams.
While you slept sweetly in the curtained room,
And blithely woke to welcome Christmas morn;
Children ill-fed, ill-clad, through hours of gloom
Have sighed, to shudder in the light forlorn.
You darlings—try to soften their sad doom
For His dear love Who this white day was born!