James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902.
December 25The Eve of Mary
By Nora Hopper Chesson (18711906)S
Shepherds and neatherds to their King—
Their King who lies in stable stall,
With straw for all his plenishing;
Who in His hands most weak and small
Doth hold the earth and heavens all;
Sing loud, the Eve of Mary!
And bring the little crying lambs;
The stable’s wide enough for all.
Bring hither all the bleating dams,
And bid them crouch around the stall,
And watch the wonders that befall
Earth, on the Eve of Mary.
Hath but a straw-heap to her bed,
Yet, did she list, would angels come
And make a palace of her shed,
With myrrh and music bring Him home,
’Mid these glad months the one month dumb—
Here, on the Eve of Mary.
Thatched roof, and hear the north wind blow,
And pattering footsteps of the rain.
Ay, rather would she pay her throe
And take her joy; to quit all pain
His lips are on her breast again—
Sing low, the Eve of Mary!
Yon lambing ewes, about her feet,
Lest ye should wake the Child from sleep.
No other hour so still and sweet
Shall fall for Mary’s heart to keep
Until her death-hour on her creep—
Sing soft, the Eve of Mary!