Christmas Magazine

Ring Out, Wild Bells

Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892) Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light;

Wallace Stevens (1879-1955) One must have a mind of winterTo regard the frost and the boughsOf the pine-trees crusted with snow;

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) The Snow that never drifts — The transient, fragrant snow That comes a single time a Year

Anna Laetitia Barbauld (1743-1825) Already the Snowdrop dares appear, The first pale blossom of th’ unripen’d year; As Flora’s breath,

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882) Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,Seems nowhere to

Anon I have a list of people I know All written in a book And every year at Christmastime

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882) Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and caspar and Balthazar; Three Wise Men out

Brian Walters In todays day and time, it’s easy to lose sight of the true meaning of Christmas and

Dafydd ap Gwilym Across North Wales The snowflakes wander, A swarm of white bees. Over the woods A cold