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Step softly under snow or rain	A
To find the place where men can pray	B
The way is all so very plain	A
That we may lose the way	B
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Oh we have learnt to peer and pore	C
On tortured puzzles from our youth	D
We know all the labyrinthine lore	C
We are the three wise men of yore	C
And we know all things but truth	D
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We have gone round and round the hill	E
And lost the wood among the trees	F
And learnt long names for every ill	E
And serve the made gods naming still	E
The furies the Eumenides	F
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The gods of violence took the veil	G
Of vision and philosophy	H
The Serpent that brought all men bale	G
He bites his own accursed tail	G
And calls himself Eternity	H
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Go humbly it has hailed and snowed	I
With voices low and lanterns lit	J
So very simple is the road	I
That we may stray from it	J
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The world grows terrible and white	K
And blinding white the breaking day	B
We walk bewildered in the light	K
For something is too large for sight	K
And something much too plain to say	B
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The Child that was ere worlds begun	L
We need but walk a little way	B
We need but see a latch undone	L
The Child that played with moon and sun	L
Is playing with a little hay	B
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The house from which the heavens are fed	M
The old strange house that is our own	N
Where trick of words are never said	M
And Mercy is as plain as bread	M
And Honour is as hard as stone	N
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Go humbly humble are the skies	F
And low and large and fierce the Star	O
So very near the Manger lies	F
That we may travel far	O
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Hark Laughter like a lion wakes	F
To roar to the resounding plain	A
And the whole heaven shouts and shakes	F
For God Himself is born again	P
And we are little children walking	Q
Through the snow and rain	A

G. K. Chesterton

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