Men of Old
No poem this year (see Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh for the past three years’ mourning trilogy), just a simple verse from a great Carol. In the heavenly country bright, Need they no created light; Thou its Light, its Joy, its …
No poem this year (see Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh for the past three years’ mourning trilogy), just a simple verse from a great Carol. In the heavenly country bright, Need they no created light; Thou its Light, its Joy, its …