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Peace on Earth · Ririro.com - Poetry

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  Speaker 1: Peace on earth. The shepherds went their hasty way and
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  Speaker 1: found the lowly stable shed where the virgin mother lay.
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  Speaker 1: And now they checked their eager tread, for to the
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  Speaker 1: babe that at her bosom clung a mother's song. The
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  Speaker 1: Virgin mother sung. They told her how a glorious light
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  Speaker 1: streaming from a heavenly throng around them, shone suspending night,
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  Speaker 1: while sweeter than a mother's song, blessed angels heralded the
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  Speaker 1: saviour's birth, Glory to God on high and peace on earth.
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  Speaker 1: She listened to the tale divine, and closer still the
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  Speaker 1: babe she pressed, And while she cried, the babe is mine,
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  Speaker 1: the milk rushed faster to her breast. Joy rose within
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  Speaker 1: her like a summer's morn. Peace, peace on earth. The
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  Speaker 1: Prince of peace is born, thou mother of the Prince
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  Speaker 1: of peace, poor simple and of low estate, that strife
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  Speaker 1: should vanish, battle cease? Oh, why should this thy soul
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  Speaker 1: elate sweet music's loudest note. The poet's story, Didst thou
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  Speaker 1: ne'er love to hear of fame and glory? And is
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  Speaker 1: not war? A youthful king, a stately hero clad in
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  Speaker 1: mail beneath his footsteps Laurel spring him. Earth's majestic monarchs
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  Speaker 1: hail their friend, their playmate, and his bold, bright eye
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  Speaker 1: compels the maiden's love confessing sigh. Tell this in some
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  Speaker 1: more courtly scene to maids and youths in robes of state.
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  Speaker 1: I am a woman poor and mean, and therefore is
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  Speaker 1: my soul elate. War is a ruffian, all with guilt
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  Speaker 1: defiled that from the aged father tears his child, A
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  Speaker 1: murderous fiend by fiends adored. He kills the sire and
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  Speaker 1: starves the sun. The husband kills, and from her hoard
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  Speaker 1: steals all his widow's toil had won, plunders. God's world
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  Speaker 1: of beauty rends away all safety from the night, all
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  Speaker 1: comfort from the day. Then, wisely is my soul elate
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  Speaker 1: that strife should vanish, battle cease. I'm poor and of
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  Speaker 1: a low estate. The mother of the Prince of Peace.
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  Speaker 1: Joy rises in me like a summer's morn. Peace, peace
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  Speaker 1: on earth. The Prince of Peace is born.