Happy, believe, this Christmas Eve Are Willie and Rob and Nellie and May -- Happy in hope! in hope to receive These stockings well stuffed from Santa Claus' sleigh. O the delight to believe in a wight More than mortal, with something of man, Whisking about, an invisible spright, Almoner blest of Oberon's clan. Stay, Truth, O stay in a long delay! Why should these little ones find you out? Let them forever with fable play, Evermore hang the Stocking out! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CROPPY BOY: (A BALLAD OF '98) by WILLIAM B. MCBURNEY LETTY'S GLOBE by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER THE ROSARY by CHARLOTTE A. BRADSHAW THE WEDDING FEAST: 1 by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH COLUMBUS, THE DISCOVERER by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON ANSWER TO LINES WRITTEN IN ROUSSEAU'S LETTERS OF AN ITALIAN NUN by GEORGE GORDON BYRON MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE LORD HAYES: TO THEOPHILUS HOWARD by THOMAS CAMPION |