I
The shepherds went their hasty way,
And found the lowly stable-shed
Where the Virgin-mother lay:
And now they checked their eager tread,
For to the Babe that at her bosom clung,
A mother song the Virgin-mother sung.
II
They told her how a glorious light,
Streaming from a heavenly throng
Around them shone, suspending night!
While sweeter than a mother's song,
Blest angels hearlded the Saviour's birth
Glory to God on high! and Peace on Earth.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE "A krisimasi CAROL"
The shepherds went their hasty way,
And found the lowly stable-shed
Where the Virgin-mother lay:
And now they checked their eager tread,
For to the Babe that at her bosom clung,
A mother song the Virgin-mother sung.
II
They told her how a glorious light,
Streaming from a heavenly throng
Around them shone, suspending night!
While sweeter than a mother's song,
Blest angels hearlded the Saviour's birth
Glory to God on high! and Peace on Earth.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE "A krisimasi CAROL"