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On a Grave in Christ-Church, Hants Turning from Shelley’s sculptured face aside, And pacing thoughtfully the silent aisles Of the gray church that overlooks the smiles Of the glad Avon hastening its tide To join the seaward-winding Stour, I spied Close at my feet a slab among the tiles... Poet: Oscar Fay Adams	On the Morning of Christ’s Nativity This is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of heaven’s eternal king, Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring— For so the holy sages once did sing— That He our deadly forfeit should release,... Poet: John Milton	The Christ He might have reared a palace at a word, Who sometimes had not where to lay His head. Time was when He who nourished crowds with bread, Would not one meal unto Himself afford. He healed another’s scratch, His own side bled; Side, hands and feet with cruel... Poet: Richard Chenevix Trench	Love to Christ From “An Hymne of Heavenly Love” WITH all thy hart, with all thy soule and mind, Thou must him love, and his beheasts embrace; All other loves, with which the world doth blind Weake fancies, and stirre up affections base, Thou must renounce and utterly... Poet: Edmund Spenser
The Triumph of Christ Translated by Henry Francis Cary Selections from “The Divine Comedy” Paradise: Canto XIV. AND lo! forthwith there rose up round about A lustre, over that already there; Of equal clearness, like the brightening up Of the horizon. As at evening hour... Poet: Dante Alighieri	Christ betrayed Eighteen hundred years agone Was that deed of darkness done -- Was that sacred, thorn-crowned head To a shameful death betrayed, And Iscariot's traitor name Blazoned... Poet:	Sonnet. On seeing the ivory statue of Christ The enthusiast brooding in his cell apart O'er the sad image of the Crucified,--- The drooping head, closed lips and piercéd side,--- A holy vision fills his raptured heart; With... Poet: