Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHRISTMAS SHADOWS, by ANONYMOUS First Line: The needles have dropped from her nerveless hands Last Line: A longing spirit hath gladly flown Subject(s): Christmas; "nativity, The; | ||||||||
THE needles have dropped from her nerveless hands, As she watches the dying embers glow; For out from the broad old chimney-place Come ghostly shadows of "long ago," -- Shadows that carry her back again To the time of her childhood's artless joy; Shadows that show her a tiny row Of stockings awaiting the Christmas toy; Shadows that show her the faces loved Of many a half-forgotten friend, And the Christmas Eve, it is passing by, While Past and Present in shadows blend. Alone in the dear old homestead now, With only the shadows of "Auld Lang Syne," The clock is ticking the moments on, While the tears in her aged eyes still shine. If only out from the silent world, The world of shadows which mocks her so, One might return to his vacant chair, To sit with her in the firelight's glow! If only -- Was that a white, white hand That seemed to beckon her out of the gloom? Or was it the embers' last bright flash That startled the shadows round the room? The Christmas Eve, it has passed at length; A glorious day from the night is born; The shadows are gone from earth away, And the bells are ringing for Christmas morn. But, ah! by the broad old chimney-place The angel of death keeps watch alone, For straight to the Christ-child's beckoning arms A longing spirit hath gladly flown. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SITTING BULL IN SERBIA by WILLIAM JAY SMITH TO THE EXCELLENT ORINDA by PHILO PHILIPPA EPIGRAM OCCASIONED BY CIBBER'S VERSES IN PRAISE OF NASH: 1 by ALEXANDER POPE THE GIFT OF THE GODS by JOHN GODFREY SAXE TO CHRISTOPHER NORTH by ALFRED TENNYSON BEAU NASH by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER BEAU NASH AND THE ROMAN, OR THE TWO ERAS by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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