68 THE CEDARVILLE REVIEW A Christmas Poem by Savannah Battle Bless the livestock’s trough which bedded Just-born, hay-hugged royalty. Strange honeymoon spot for newly-wedded Couple chos’n to raise a king. What texture!—earth and Heaven ‘twined, Sleepy sheep-men wide eyed, leaping. We, rabble-men, meet Joy divine!— (Dust no more “to dust” confined)— Star-light, snow-fall, God-boy sleeping.
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