Lizette Woodworth Reese Quotes

The little Jesus came to town; With ox and sheep He laid Him down; Peace to the byre, peace to the fold, For that they housed Him from the cold!
Lizette Woodworth Reese (1856-1935), U.S. poet. A Christmas Folk-Song (l. 13-16). . . Our Holidays in Poetry. Mildred P. Harrington and Josephine H. Thomas, comps. (1929) The H. W. Wilson Company.
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Loose me from tears, and make me see aright How each hath back what once he stayed to weep; Homer his sight, David his little lad!
Lizette Woodworth Reese (1856-1935), U.S. poet. Tears (l. 12-14). . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.
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