Monday, December 24, 2007

Christmas Eve


Music geek that I am, I often encounter great poetry through great music. For several years running, my favorite Christmas music is Ralph Vaughn Williams' cantata Hodie, which includes this moving text from Thomas Hardy:

Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.
"Now they are all on their knees,"
An elder said as we sat in a flock
By the embers in hearthside ease.

We pictured the meek mild creatures where
They dwelt in their strawy pen,
Nor did it occur to one of us there
To doubt they were kneeling then.

So fair a fancy few would weave
In these years! Yet, I feel,
If someone said on Christmas Eve,
"Come; see the oxen kneel

"In the lonely barton by yonder coomb
Our childhood used to know,"
I should go with him in the gloom,
Hoping it might be so.

1 comment:

Mousie's Mommy said...

Merry Christmas, Father Dan.