The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,
His hair was like a light.
(O weary, weary were the world,
But here is all aright.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast
His hair was like a star.
(O stern and cunning are the kings,
But here the true hearts are.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,
His hair was like a fire.
(O weary, weary is the world,
But here the world's desire.)
The Christ-child stood on Mary's knee,
His hair was like a crown,
And all the flowers looked up at Him,
And all the stars looked down
His hair was like a light.
(O weary, weary were the world,
But here is all aright.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast
His hair was like a star.
(O stern and cunning are the kings,
But here the true hearts are.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,
His hair was like a fire.
(O weary, weary is the world,
But here the world's desire.)
The Christ-child stood on Mary's knee,
His hair was like a crown,
And all the flowers looked up at Him,
And all the stars looked down
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
English
1874 - 1936
Father was Edward Chesterton an Auctioneer
Married Frances Blogg in 1901
University College
Poet and Journalist
First Published in 1896
(I so love the backward walks in time. The ancients, the old ones, more dear to me with time. twm)
7 comments:
I, too, love the old carols. Imagine how it must have been when they went from house to house.
Mary
Such a beautiful poem. I've never seen that one. Thanks for sharing!
This is another artist I am unfamiliar with.
First time seeing this work of art.
thank you much
I liked this!
We used to go caroling. Our entire family. It was wonderful. I too love the older ones. This was a sweet walk back. Thank you, bff.
Oh Sandi! It is so good to meet with these words again...I used to offer a Christmas card that used the last verse of G.K. Chesterton's poems. Lovely!
A happy Advent to you,
Lesley
Love Chesterton's writing --
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