DO the angels know the blessed day, And strike their harps anew? Then may the echo of their lay Float sweetly down to you, And fill your soul with Christmas song That your heart shall echo your whole life long. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PERIMEDES, THE BLACKSMITH: PHILLIS AND CORIDON by ROBERT GREENE STAGE SETTING KANSAS by BERNICE GIBBS ANDERSON A MOTHER'S LAMENT [FOR THE DEATH OF HER SON] by ROBERT BURNS THE GALLANT WEAVER by ROBERT BURNS SECOND BOOK OF AIRS: TO HENRY, LORD CLIFFORD by THOMAS CAMPION THE HAPPY LITTLE WIFE by PHOEBE CARY PRESENTIMENTS by SAMUEL VALENTINE COLE STANZAS PRINTED ON BILLS OF MORTALITY: 1792 by WILLIAM COWPER |