Show 11 t X II I I r rBY I I I IL L I BY EDMUND EDMUMD VANCE COOKS What shall it profit at at- atthe t the e. e tide Christmas-tide For they h had d. d glimpsed a vision f from ol afar If opulence and luxury abide A vision concentrated to a Star I And love of all our fellows be denied That of Man had f found und an a avatar vatar I This is the season which we dedicate Men crown the Manger with a diadem Not to smug pride or vain and vaunted hate nate Men cry hosannas to the Garments Garment's hem i But to to that love which no estate But scant cant the gift the Spirit asks of them tem I dr y This day we fix our faith and found our trust in this world the House of Thee and Me I Th That t man is purified of dross and nd dust kope of of Ourselves the Door to make men men free And is not only generous generous but but just Love Lave of our ou fellows which is still the Key 0 O ye of pomp and circumstance and power Such is the wisdom of the Christmas Captains and conquerors and lords of dower Happy that day when wisdom shall abide Haply ye flourish for your your little little hour And not on each tomorrow be denied I But though ye seize the earth and fruits thereof What if we hugged th that t wisdom close and dear Or the skies for fora of merriment and cheer heap possessions to above Not a a day What shall it profit if ye have not love But for the days of all the Christmas year Lo those were Wise Men come from out the East In this mad world where surging men are met With no gaunt bellies es gladdened for a feast If we should strive to give and not to get But come collie to seek the shelter of the beast What metes upon our boundaries should be set sd Copyright 1919 N. N E. E A. A |