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Christmas Eve, King's College
In the desert of sand and stone
The hoofprints of a camel train
That travels on to Bethlehem,
In a stone-walled barn
A baby's cry among the lambs
And lanterns glow from the beams.
And drawn to that same glow
We walk over the quad's stones
In the lifeless ash and hush
Of an English winter, the misty
Chapel's candle-lit windows
Welcome us. What gifts do we bring?
Only now to let our hearts sing
Soaring to the one-starred sky
In the chorister's "Once in Royal..."
Swelled now by the choir's resounding
"He came down to Earth from Heaven..."
So it is now, it seems, as it was then.
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