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John Codrington Bampfylde (Джон Кодрингтон Бэмпфилд) Sonnet on Christmas WITH footstep slow, in furry pall clad, His brows enwreath'd with holly never-sear, Old Christmas comes, to close the waned year; And ay the Shepherd's heart to make right glad; Who, when his teeming flocks are homeward had, To blazing hearth repairs, and nut-brown beer, And views, well-pleas'd, the ruddy prattlers dear Hug the grey mongrel; meanwhile maid and lad Squabble for roasted crabs.—Thee, Sire, we hail, Whether thine aged limbs thou dost enshroud, In vest of snowy white, and hoary veil, Or wrap'st thy visage in a sable cloud; Thee we proclaim with mirth and cheer, nor fail To greet thee well with many a carol loud. John Codrington Bampfylde's other poems:
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