THE MYSTIC CHRISTMAS

BY JOHN G. WHITTIER

     This poem is so beautiful illustrative of the differences between the letter and the spirit that I introduce it here, as being in perfect accord with the intent of the paper, and in order at any season of the year, since according to this view every morn is the beginning of Chirst-mas day.

"All hail!" the bells of Christmas rang,
"All hail!" the monks at Christmas sang,
 The merry monks who kept with cheer,
 The gladdest day of all their year.

"But still apart unmoved thereat
 A pious elder brother sat
 Silent in his accustomed place,
 With God's sweet peace upon his face.

"Why sitt'st thou thus?" his brethren cried.
"It is the blessed Christmas-tide
 The Christmas lights are all aglow,
 The sacred lilies bud and blow.

"Above our heads the joy-bells ring,
 Without the happy children sing,
 And all God's creatures hail the morn
 On which the holy Christ was born.

"Rejoice with us; no more rebuke
 Our gladness with thy quiet look."
 The gray monk answered: "Keep I pray
 Even as ye list the Lord's birthday.

"Let heathen Yule fires flicker red
 Where thronged refectory feasts are spread;
 with mystery-play and mask and mime
 And wait-song sped the holy time.

"The blindest faith may haply save;
 The Lord accepts the things we have,
 And reverence howsoe'er it strays,
 May find at last the shining ways.

"They needs must grope who cannot see,
 The blade before the ear must be;
 As ye are feeling I have felt,
 And where ye dwell I too have dwelt.

"But now, beyond the things of sense,
 Beyond occasions and events,
 I know, through God's exceeding grace,
 Release from form and time and place.

"I listen, from no mortal tongue,
 To hear the song the angels sung;
 And wait within myself to know
 The Christmas lilies bud and blow.

"The outward symbols disappear
 From him whose inward sight is clear;
 And small must be the choice of days
 To him who fills them all with praise!

"Keep while you need it, brothers mine,
 With honest zeal your Christmas sign,
 But judge not him who every morn
 Feels in his heart the Christ, new-born."

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