Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон)
Child’s Carol
When there dawns a certain Star Comes a Stranger into the city; The feet of prayer his dear feet are, His hands they are the hands of pity. Every houseplace rich and poor Shall show for welcome a sprig of green, And every heart shall open its door To let the Stranger enter in. I will set my door ajar That he may enter if he please; The eyes of love his dear eyes are, His brow it is the brow of peace. Through the heart of every child And man and woman in the city He shall pass, and they be filled With love and peace and prayer and pity.
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