Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOEL, by JEANNETTE EVERETT LAWS First Line: How soft the fingers of the snow Last Line: And let the christmas spirit pass. Subject(s): Christmas; Santa Claus; Snow; Winter; Nativity, The; Nicholas, Saint | ||||||||
HOW soft the fingers of the snow Across the winter grass! How white the waxen mistletoe! 'Tis Nature's holy mass O winter wind, breathe low, breathe low, And let the Christmas spirit pass. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAINT NICHOLAS by MARIANNE MOORE PANCAKES WITH SANTA by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE WITH BEST WISHES by DOROTHY PARKER A VISIT FROM ST. NICHOLAS by CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE CHRISTMAS EVE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS CHRISTMAS MORNING by BURGES JOHNSON JULY IN GEORGY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON IDEA: TO THE READER OF THESE SONNETS, INTRODUCTION by MICHAEL DRAYTON |
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