Lizette Woodworth Reese

(January 9, 1856 – December 17, 1935 / Waverly)

Quotations

  • ''The little Jesus came to town;
    With ox and sheep He laid Him down;
    Peace to the byre, peace to the fold,
    For that they housed Him from the cold!''
    Lizette Woodworth Reese (1856-1935), U.S. poet. A Christmas Folk-Song (l. 13-16). . . Our Holidays in Poetry. Mildred P. Harrington and Josephine H. Thomas, comps. (1929) The H. W. Wilson Company.
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  • ''Loose me from tears, and make me see aright
    How each hath back what once he stayed to weep;
    Homer his sight, David his little lad!''
    Lizette Woodworth Reese (1856-1935), U.S. poet. Tears (l. 12-14). . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.
  • ''I wonder at the idleness of tears.''
    Lizette Woodworth Reese (1856-1935), U.S. poet. Tears (l. 8). . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.

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A Rhyme of Death's Inn

A rhyme of good Death's inn!
   My love came to that door;
And she had need of many things,
   The way had been so sore.

My love she lifted up her head,
   "And is there room?" said she;
"There was no room in Bethlehem's inn
   For Christ who died for me."

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