Part 1 — A CHRISTMAS CAROL
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The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap, His hair was like a light. (O weary, weary were the world, But here is all aright.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast, His hair was like a star. (O stern and cunning are the kings, But here the true hearts are.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart, His hair was like a fire. (O weary, weary is the world, But here the world's desire.)
The Christ-child stood at Mary's knee, His hair was like a crown, And all the flowers looked up at Him, And all the stars looked down.
Gilbert Keith Chesterton [1874-1936]