Ah Bethlehem, across the years that rise And fade into the dust, your name is sung From out the hills of Time, for you are rung The bells of far lands; and from unknown eyes, Lo -- tears fall round the dream that in you lies -- Dreamed once of old by Wise Men on whose tongue Your name was spoke -- who watched a star that hung In majesty amid your silent skies. Ah Bethlehem, from you the tears rise up To wash from out your streets the pain away, And from the hearts of men a starless night; Ah Bethlehem, in you was filled the Cup Where hearts that came to drink paused long -- to lay The Cup not down, nor let it pass from sight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A UTILITARIAN VIEW OF THE MONITOR'S FIGHT by HERMAN MELVILLE TO - (1) by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY SAINT TERESA'S BOOK-MARK by THERESA OF AVILA NORTHERN CALIFORNIA NIGHT (STRAITS OF CARQUINEZ) by WILLIAM ROSE BENET NATURAL MAGIC by ROBERT BROWNING |