Shall I tell you who will come to Bethlehem on Christmas Morn, Who will kneel them gently down before the Lord, new-born? One small fish from the river, with scales of red, red gold, One wild bee from the heather, one grey lamb from the fold, One ox from the high pasture, one black bull from the herd, One goatling from the far hills, one white, white bird. And many children -- God give them grace, Bringing tall candles to light Mary's face. Shall I tell you who will come to Bethlehem on Christmas Morn, Who will kneel them gently down before the Lord, new-born? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN INTERNATIONAL EPISODE (1889) by CAROLINE KING DUER BEFORE MARCHING, AND AFTER (IN MEMORIAM F.W.G.) by THOMAS HARDY THE MENAGERIE by WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY I COME SINGING by JOSEPH AUSLANDER BLESS, DEAR SAVIOUR, THIS CHILD by THOMAS BECK THE GATES OF PARADISE; FOR CHILDREN by WILLIAM BLAKE HYMN FOR THE SLAIN IN BATTLE by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE HOME, SWEET HOME WITH VARIATIONS: 1. ORIGINAL THEME AS PAYNE WROTE IT by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER |