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Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948).  The Little Book of Modern Verse.  1917.
157. Hora Christi
By Alice Brown
SWEET is the time for joyous folk
  Of gifts and minstrelsy;
Yet I, O lowly-hearted One,
  Crave but Thy company.
On lonesome road, beset with dread,        5
  My questing lies afar.
I have no light, save in the east
  The gleaming of Thy star.
In cloistered aisles they keep to-day
  Thy feast, O living Lord!        10
With pomp of banner, pride of song,
  And stately sounding word.
Mute stand the kings of power and place,
  While priests of holy mind
Dispense Thy blessed heritage        15
  Of peace to all mankind.
I know a spot where budless twigs
  Are bare above the snow,
And where sweet winter-loving birds
  Flit softly to and fro;        20
There with the sun for altar-fire,
  The earth for kneeling-place,
The gentle air for chorister,
  Will I adore Thy face.
Loud, underneath the great blue sky,        25
  My heart shall pæan sing,
The gold and myrrh of meekest love
  Mine only offering.
Bliss of Thy birth shall quicken me;
  And for Thy pain and dole        30
Tears are but vain, so I will keep
  The silence of the soul.


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