McEwen: Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity

Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: I. It was the winter wild

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: II. But he her fears to cease

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: III. But peaceful was the night

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: IV. And though the shady gloom

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: V. The shepherds on the lawn

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: VI. At last surrounds their sight

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: VII. But wisest Fate says no

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: VIII. The lonely mountains o'er

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: IX. And sullen Moloch, fled

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: X. So when the sun in bed

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity: XI. But see, the Virgin blest

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