jassnaround
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Joined: November 2022 Last seen: 1 year ago

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Tarnished Harp Then, then when I was green And all my strings had sheen My ev’ry note would tremble. The wind made primitive tempo and time, My melody came from the bright sunshine. My tone was from a bird perched up in the pine. When plucked, the sound... – *by Sue Whitehead*	48 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Christmas Song With evil fettered, yet, with tears Born of its sin and shame, Thy world, through all the weary years, Calls, still, upon thy name: Thy name, O Child of Bethlehem! O child of Bethlehem, The crucified and slain! Its tides of warring ills to... – *by Ina D. Coolbrith*	5 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

Then, then when I was green
And all my strings had sheen
My ev’ry note would tremble.
The wind made primitive tempo and time,
My melody came from the bright sunshine.
My tone was from a bird perched up in the pine.
When plucked, the sound...

– by Sue Whitehead

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Christmas Song

With evil fettered, yet, with tears
Born of its sin and shame,
Thy world, through all the weary years,
Calls, still, upon thy name:
Thy name, O Child of Bethlehem!
O child of Bethlehem,
The crucified and slain!
Its tides of warring ills to...

– by Ina D. Coolbrith

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added 1 year ago

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