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Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected]                                      A Russian Christmas Card                                             For Tod and Max I allowed the time, the year, the day to slip And so I can only imagine a card for you A Russian Christmas card in paper and paints Of Christmas scenes from a happy golden time: And let there be small children in furry boots Dragging a little fir tree over the snow Among artistically disposed squirrels and deer To the delight of Father Christmas and the sweet Snow Queen And let there be Saint Michael’s at the end of the lane Its ancient bell ringing the ancient joys While ancient stars and humble cottage windows Give light to the faithful on their way to Mass And let us be among them, as God will allow Before the Theotokos and Child, kneeling now Happy Orthodox Christmas, dear friends!
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Jan 6, 2024
Jan 6, 2024 at 2:39 PM UTC
A Russian Christmas Card
Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected]                                      A Russian Christmas Card                                             For Tod and Max I allowed the time, the year, the day to slip And so I can only imagine a card for you A Russian Christmas card in paper and paints Of Christmas scenes from a happy golden time: And let there be small children in furry boots Dragging a little fir tree over the snow Among artistically disposed squirrels and deer To the delight of Father Christmas and the sweet Snow Queen And let there be Saint Michael’s at the end of the lane Its ancient bell ringing the ancient joys While ancient stars and humble cottage windows Give light to the faithful on their way to Mass And let us be among them, as God will allow Before the Theotokos and Child, kneeling now Happy Orthodox Christmas, dear friends!
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Jan 6, 2024
Jan 6, 2024 at 2:39 PM UTC
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