CHRISTMAS POEMS
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The Escape Of The Old Grey Squirrel
Old Grey Squirrel might have been
Almost anything -
Might have been a soldier, sailor,
Tinker, tailor
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Alfred Noyes
Old Grey Squirrel might have been
Almost anything -
Might have been a soldier, sailor,
Tinker, tailor
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Alfred Noyes
Grandson
Act like them, you won’t make it
Appreciate their era, for who you are today
Griddles’ threaten your health, forgiveness heals
10 million budget function is nothing, for they are not alive
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Marco Babu
Act like them, you won’t make it
Appreciate their era, for who you are today
Griddles’ threaten your health, forgiveness heals
10 million budget function is nothing, for they are not alive
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Marco Babu
Michael: A Pastoral Poem
If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth
If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth
Guessing Time
It's guessing time at our house; every evening after tea
We start guessing what old Santa's going to leave us on our tree.
Everyone of us holds secrets that the others try to steal,
And that eyes and lips are plainly having trouble to conceal.
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Edgar Albert Guest
It's guessing time at our house; every evening after tea
We start guessing what old Santa's going to leave us on our tree.
Everyone of us holds secrets that the others try to steal,
And that eyes and lips are plainly having trouble to conceal.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest
Christmas In India
Dim dawn behind the tamerisks-the sky is saffron-yellow-
As the women in the village grind the corn,
And the parrots seek the riverside, each calling to his fellow
That the Day, the staring Easter Day is born.
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Rudyard Kipling
Dim dawn behind the tamerisks-the sky is saffron-yellow-
As the women in the village grind the corn,
And the parrots seek the riverside, each calling to his fellow
That the Day, the staring Easter Day is born.
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Rudyard Kipling
The Day Of Days
A year is filled with glad events:
The best is Christmas day,
But every holiday presents
Its special round of play,
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Edgar Albert Guest
A year is filled with glad events:
The best is Christmas day,
But every holiday presents
Its special round of play,
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Edgar Albert Guest
The Old Huntsman
I've never ceased to curse the day I signed
A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece.
'Twas a bad deal all round; and dear enough
It cost me, what with my daft management,
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Siegfried Sassoon
I've never ceased to curse the day I signed
A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece.
'Twas a bad deal all round; and dear enough
It cost me, what with my daft management,
.....
Siegfried Sassoon
A Christmas Carol
God bless you all this Christmas Day
And drive the cares and griefs away.
Oh, may the shining Bethlehem star
Which led the wise men from afar
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Edgar Albert Guest
God bless you all this Christmas Day
And drive the cares and griefs away.
Oh, may the shining Bethlehem star
Which led the wise men from afar
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Edgar Albert Guest
Advent
We have tested and tasted too much, lover-
Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder.
But here in the Advent-darkened room
Where the dry black bread and the sugarless tea
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Patrick Kavanagh
We have tested and tasted too much, lover-
Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder.
But here in the Advent-darkened room
Where the dry black bread and the sugarless tea
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Patrick Kavanagh
At Christmas
A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;
He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season is here;
Then he's thinking more of others than he's thought the months before,
And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest
A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;
He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season is here;
Then he's thinking more of others than he's thought the months before,
And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest
Cultural Exchange
In the Quarter of the Negroes
Where the doors are doors of paper
Dust of dingy atoms
Blows a scratchy sound.
.....
Langston Hughes
In the Quarter of the Negroes
Where the doors are doors of paper
Dust of dingy atoms
Blows a scratchy sound.
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Langston Hughes
Signs
It's “be a good boy, Willie,”
And it's “run away and play,
For Santa Claus is coming
With his reindeer and his sleigh.”
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Edgar Albert Guest
It's “be a good boy, Willie,”
And it's “run away and play,
For Santa Claus is coming
With his reindeer and his sleigh.”
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Edgar Albert Guest
The Christmas Gift For Mother
In the Christmas times of the long ago,
There was one event we used to know
That was better than any other;
It wasn't the toys that we hoped to get,
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Edgar Albert Guest
In the Christmas times of the long ago,
There was one event we used to know
That was better than any other;
It wasn't the toys that we hoped to get,
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Edgar Albert Guest
A Friend's Greeting
DIAMONDS wouldn't tell yer all I really think of you,
The costliest gift the goldsmith makes I'm sure would never do.
There's nothing known that gold can buy that I could ever send
That could explain how glad I am to have yer fer a friend.
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Edgar Albert Guest
DIAMONDS wouldn't tell yer all I really think of you,
The costliest gift the goldsmith makes I'm sure would never do.
There's nothing known that gold can buy that I could ever send
That could explain how glad I am to have yer fer a friend.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest
Smells
WHY is it that the poet tells
So little of the sense of smell?
These are the odors I love well:
.....
Christopher Morley
WHY is it that the poet tells
So little of the sense of smell?
These are the odors I love well:
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Christopher Morley
The Twins Of Lucky Strike
I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame,
Of Gertie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell,
And Maye Lamore,-at eighty-four I oughta blush wi' shame
That in my wild and wooly youth I knew them ladies well.
.....
Robert Service
I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame,
Of Gertie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell,
And Maye Lamore,-at eighty-four I oughta blush wi' shame
That in my wild and wooly youth I knew them ladies well.
.....
Robert Service
On Going Home For Christmas
He little knew the sorrow that was in his vacant chair;
He never guessed they'd miss him, or he'd surely have been there;
He couldn't see his mother or the lump that filled her throat,
Or the tears that started falling as she read his hasty note;
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Edgar Albert Guest
He little knew the sorrow that was in his vacant chair;
He never guessed they'd miss him, or he'd surely have been there;
He couldn't see his mother or the lump that filled her throat,
Or the tears that started falling as she read his hasty note;
.....
Edgar Albert Guest
The Child Of The Islands - Winter
I.
ERE the Night cometh! On how many graves
Rests, at this hour, their first cold winter's snow!
.....
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
I.
ERE the Night cometh! On how many graves
Rests, at this hour, their first cold winter's snow!
.....
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Jolly Old St. Nicholas
Jolly old St. Nicholas, Lean your ear this way!
Don't you tell a single soul, What I'm going to say;
Christmas Eve is coming soon; Now, you dear old man,
Whisper what you'll bring to me: Tell me if you can.
.....
Anonymous
Jolly old St. Nicholas, Lean your ear this way!
Don't you tell a single soul, What I'm going to say;
Christmas Eve is coming soon; Now, you dear old man,
Whisper what you'll bring to me: Tell me if you can.
.....
Anonymous
Go Tell It On The Mountain
While shepherds kept their watching
O'er silent flocks by night,
Behold throughout the heavens
There shone a holy light
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Anonymous
While shepherds kept their watching
O'er silent flocks by night,
Behold throughout the heavens
There shone a holy light
.....
Anonymous
Bring, In This Timeless Grave To Throw
Bring, in this timeless grave to throw,
No cypress, sombre on the snow;
Snap not from the bitter yew
His leaves that live December through;
.....
A. E. Housman
Bring, in this timeless grave to throw,
No cypress, sombre on the snow;
Snap not from the bitter yew
His leaves that live December through;
.....
A. E. Housman
The True Christmas
So stick up ivy and the bays,
And then restore the heathen ways.
Green will remind you of the spring,
Though this great day denies the thing.
.....
Henry Vaughan
So stick up ivy and the bays,
And then restore the heathen ways.
Green will remind you of the spring,
Though this great day denies the thing.
.....
Henry Vaughan
Old Times
Friend of my youth, let us talk of old times;
Of the long lost golden hours.
When "Winter" meant only Christmas chimes,
And "Summer" wreaths of flowers.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Friend of my youth, let us talk of old times;
Of the long lost golden hours.
When "Winter" meant only Christmas chimes,
And "Summer" wreaths of flowers.
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
'twas Just This Time, Last Year, I Died
445
'Twas just this time, last year, I died.
I know I heard the Corn,
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Emily Dickinson
445
'Twas just this time, last year, I died.
I know I heard the Corn,
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Emily Dickinson
Jest 'fore Christmas
Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,
Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!
Mighty glad I ain't a girl-ruther be a boy,
Without them sashes, curls, an' things that's worn by Fauntleroy!
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Eugene Field
Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,
Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!
Mighty glad I ain't a girl-ruther be a boy,
Without them sashes, curls, an' things that's worn by Fauntleroy!
.....
Eugene Field
A Christmas Gift
Alack-A-Day for poverty!
What jewels my mind doth give to thee!
Carved agate stone porphyrogene,
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Don Marquis
Alack-A-Day for poverty!
What jewels my mind doth give to thee!
Carved agate stone porphyrogene,
.....
Don Marquis
The Old Vicarage, Grantchester
Just now the lilac is in bloom,
All before my little room;
And in my flower-beds, I think,
Smile the carnation and the pink;
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Rupert Brooke
Just now the lilac is in bloom,
All before my little room;
And in my flower-beds, I think,
Smile the carnation and the pink;
.....
Rupert Brooke
Bredon Hill
In summertime on Bredon
The bells they sound so clear;
Round both the shires the ring them
In steeples far and near,
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A. E. Housman
In summertime on Bredon
The bells they sound so clear;
Round both the shires the ring them
In steeples far and near,
.....
A. E. Housman
Before The Ice Is In The Pools
37
Before the ice is in the pools-
Before the skaters go,
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Emily Dickinson
37
Before the ice is in the pools-
Before the skaters go,
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Emily Dickinson
Twas Just This Time, Last Year, I Died
445
'Twas just this time, last year, I died.
I know I heard the Corn,
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Emily Dickinson
445
'Twas just this time, last year, I died.
I know I heard the Corn,
.....
Emily Dickinson
The Approach Of Christmas
There's a little chap at our house that is being mighty good-
Keeps the front lawn looking tidy in the way we've said he should;
Doesn't leave his little wagon, when he's finished with his play,
On the sidewalk as he used to; now he puts it right away.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest
There's a little chap at our house that is being mighty good-
Keeps the front lawn looking tidy in the way we've said he should;
Doesn't leave his little wagon, when he's finished with his play,
On the sidewalk as he used to; now he puts it right away.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest
Revolving Doors
O wild night of the soul
I clean my lungs with cigarettes
See through a view between the buildings
.....
S. K. Kelen
O wild night of the soul
I clean my lungs with cigarettes
See through a view between the buildings
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S. K. Kelen
Christmas Fancies
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,
We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.
And etched on vacant places,
Are half forgotten faces
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,
We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.
And etched on vacant places,
Are half forgotten faces
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Art's Martyr
Telleth of a young man that fain would be fairly tattooed on his
flesh, after the heathen manner, in devices of blue, and that,
falling among the Dyacks, a folk of Borneo, was by them tattooed
in modern fashion and device, and of his misery that fell upon
.....
Andrew Lang
Telleth of a young man that fain would be fairly tattooed on his
flesh, after the heathen manner, in devices of blue, and that,
falling among the Dyacks, a folk of Borneo, was by them tattooed
in modern fashion and device, and of his misery that fell upon
.....
Andrew Lang
Merry
No one's hangin' stockin's up,
No one's bakin' pie,
No one's lookin' up to see
A new star in the sky.
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Shel Silverstein
No one's hangin' stockin's up,
No one's bakin' pie,
No one's lookin' up to see
A new star in the sky.
.....
Shel Silverstein
Jerusalem
I wept until my tears were dry
I prayed until the candles flickered
I knelt until the floor creaked
I asked about Mohammed and Christ
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Nizar Qabbani
I wept until my tears were dry
I prayed until the candles flickered
I knelt until the floor creaked
I asked about Mohammed and Christ
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Nizar Qabbani
Moscow Carol
In such an inexplicable blue,
Upon the stonework to embark,
The little ship of glowing hue
Appears in Alexander Park.
.....
Joseph Brodsky
In such an inexplicable blue,
Upon the stonework to embark,
The little ship of glowing hue
Appears in Alexander Park.
.....
Joseph Brodsky
O Little Town Of Bethlehem
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by:
.....
Phillips Brooks
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by:
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Phillips Brooks
A Charm
Take of English earth as much
As either hand may rightly clutch.
In the taking of it breathe
Prayer for all who lie beneath.
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Rudyard Kipling
Take of English earth as much
As either hand may rightly clutch.
In the taking of it breathe
Prayer for all who lie beneath.
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Rudyard Kipling
The Shepheardes Calender: December
December: Ã?gloga Duodecima.
He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe,
All in the shadowe of a bushy brere,
.....
Edmund Spenser
December: Ã?gloga Duodecima.
He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe,
All in the shadowe of a bushy brere,
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Edmund Spenser
The Christmas Beetle
When Christmas comes the Christmas heat'll
bring once more the Christmas Beetle
The first inflammatory breeze'll
set him buzzing like a diesel.
.....
Leon Gellert
When Christmas comes the Christmas heat'll
bring once more the Christmas Beetle
The first inflammatory breeze'll
set him buzzing like a diesel.
.....
Leon Gellert
The Twelve Days Of Christmas
On the first day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me
A partridge in a pear tree.
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Anonymous
On the first day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me
A partridge in a pear tree.
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Anonymous
Old Christmas
Now he who knows old Christmas,
He knows a carle of worth;
For he is as good a fellow
As any upon earth.
.....
Mary Howitt
Now he who knows old Christmas,
He knows a carle of worth;
For he is as good a fellow
As any upon earth.
.....
Mary Howitt
Christmas Welcome
Under the wintry skies,
Sundered from home and kin,
With patience and love in her eyes,
Mary is journeying.
.....
Alice Guerin Crist
Under the wintry skies,
Sundered from home and kin,
With patience and love in her eyes,
Mary is journeying.
.....
Alice Guerin Crist
Christmas.
How did they keep his birthday then,
The little fair Christ, so long ago?
O, many there were to be housed and fed,
And there was no place in the inn, they said,
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Susan Coolidge (sarah Chauncey Woolsey)
How did they keep his birthday then,
The little fair Christ, so long ago?
O, many there were to be housed and fed,
And there was no place in the inn, they said,
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Susan Coolidge (sarah Chauncey Woolsey)
The Wassail Song
Here we come a wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a wandering
So fair to be seen.
.....
Anonymous
Here we come a wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a wandering
So fair to be seen.
.....
Anonymous
I'm Walking Backwards For Christmas
I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
Across the Irish Sea,
I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
It's the only thing for me.
.....
Spike Milligan
I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
Across the Irish Sea,
I'm walking backwards for Christmas,
It's the only thing for me.
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Spike Milligan
Commination
The prayers are o'er: why slumberest thou so long,
Thou voice of sacred song?
Why swell'st thou not, like breeze from mountain cave,
High o'er the echoing nave,
.....
John Keble
The prayers are o'er: why slumberest thou so long,
Thou voice of sacred song?
Why swell'st thou not, like breeze from mountain cave,
High o'er the echoing nave,
.....
John Keble
Lines
Addressed to Jonathan Wingle, Esq.
In summer time we roam o'er dingle,
But winter draws us round the ingle ;
.....
James Mcintyre
Addressed to Jonathan Wingle, Esq.
In summer time we roam o'er dingle,
But winter draws us round the ingle ;
.....
James Mcintyre
His Santa Claus
He will not come to him this year with all his old-time joy,
An imitation Santa Claus must serve his little boy;
Last year he heard the reindeers paw the roof above his head,
And as he dreamed the kindly saint tip-toed about his bed,
.....
Edgar Albert Guest
He will not come to him this year with all his old-time joy,
An imitation Santa Claus must serve his little boy;
Last year he heard the reindeers paw the roof above his head,
And as he dreamed the kindly saint tip-toed about his bed,
.....
Edgar Albert Guest