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Later poems by John B. Tabb
Tabb, John B. (1845-1909)
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CHRIST AND THE PAGAN
THE GOOD THIEF
CHRIST TO DUMB CREATURES
AD BESTIAS
MOMENTS
LONELINESS
ABASHED
CHRISTMAS
THE BABE TO THE GIFT-BEARER
SPECULUM AMORIS
THE BREEZE AT BETHLEHEM
PRISONER'S BASE
AT THE MANGER
EPIPHANY
CHRIST AND THE WINDS
IN EXTREMIS
HOLY SATURDAY
BROTHER ASS AND ST. FRANCIS
NATURE
HELPLESSNESS
THE VIGIL
MY PORTION
BEATITUDE
MY NEIGHBOUR
O'ERCOME
BEAUTY
THE VOYAGER
DEPRECATION
AT THE EBB-TIDE
IN ÆTERNUM
THE STROKE OF THE HOUR
LOSS
INITIATED
THE LUTE-PLAYER
DEPARTURE
DEJECTION
SONG
NOMADS
FINIS
QUO VADIS?
LEAVES
VICTIMS
FOG
NIGHTFALL
CLIFFS
TO THE WHEATFIELD
THE FORFEITURE
HEREDITY
THE BIRTHDAY
SICUT IN PRINCIPIO
MEMORY
RACERS
NOCHE TRISTE
CONSOLATION
UNIGENITUS
A WIND-CALL
WITHDRAWN
WRINKLES
DEATH
IN AUTUMN
THE BREEZE
FULFILLED
LOVE IMMORTAL
WINTER RAIN
THE STAR TO THE WATCHER
HARBOURS
ST MARY OF EGYPT
LIFE'S GULF STREAM
THE LIFE-GIVER
REVISITED
INSCRIPTIONS
THE GRAVE-DIGGER
THE OLD YEAR'S BLESSING
THE TEST
THE SOUL'S QUEST
TO AN AMATEUR
HIDDEN
THE DAWN STAR
NEIGHBOUR
TEARS
TWO EASTER LILIES
ANIMULA VAGA
INFLUENCES
AT THE LAST
THE DIAL
BREAKERS
HER PILOT
SURVIVAL
THE HAUNTED MOON
FIAT LUX
GOING BLIND
BLIND
MAMMY
IN BLINDNESS
IN TENEBRIS
PROXIMITY
BENIGHTED
OUR STARS
THE SMITER
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Later poems by John B. Tabb
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THE BABE TO THE GIFT-BEARER
I cannot
hold within My hands
Thy gift, but here My mother stands
To take it as My own.
It is thro' her I come to thee,
And now our go-between is she
Till I am older grown.
Later poems by John B. Tabb
