@3The First@1 I came from Tigris' sandy plain Where I beheld the wondrous star, With my slow-creeping camel train I nightly followed it afar. @3The Second@1 I came from Persia's table-land That lies beyond the Syrian dawn; A candle in an angel's hand It seemed, before the stars had gone. @3The Third@1 And I, 'mid mountains heav'nward piled, I saw the star that led them west; I, too, with them would seek the Child. I, too, would make the Holy Quest. @3The Three@1 We asked in great Jerusalem, But none could tell us of his birth, And then to little Bethlehem We camethe least of all the earth. There came we to our journey's goal; No farther had we need to roam; There was a home for every soul Where Christ himself could find no home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A PICTURE OF LEANDER by JOHN KEATS THE WIDOW AT WINDSOR by RUDYARD KIPLING JIM'S WHISTLE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE RIVER STOUR by WILLIAM BARNES A VERMONT AUCTIONEER by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY THE CONVERT by GUY WETMORE CARRYL THE FOREST SPRING by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN |