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THE HOUSE OF CHRISTMAS

HO walks towards the house of Christmas Out of the secret thorn Shall lose his limp beneath the star And match with song the morn. E whose lonely candle dies Shall find no moment merry. But he shall light his life again In the house where burns the berry. WwHe walks with hate like a stone at ‘heart Must bury his load in night. Else how shall he sit at joy’s right hand Being a guest of fight? E whose stunted house is cold With sighs from floor to rafter Shall find a house both tall and free Where he may loose his laughter. HE oes in bravery of bells On foot that fears no trap Who takes the early sun and wears A love upon his cap.

J. R.

Hervey

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New Zealand Listener, Volume 18, Issue 443, 19 December 1947, Page 19

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135

THE HOUSE OF CHRISTMAS New Zealand Listener, Volume 18, Issue 443, 19 December 1947, Page 19

THE HOUSE OF CHRISTMAS New Zealand Listener, Volume 18, Issue 443, 19 December 1947, Page 19

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