Thursday 15 December 2022

Poem 11 Rooster crow at Christmas

 

Our eleventh poem is by William Shakespeare

Rooster crow at Christmas

(From Hamlet)

Some say that ever ‘gainst that season comes wherein our Savior’s birth is celebrated, the bird of dawning singeth all night long.

And then, they say, no spirit can walk abroad; the nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, no fairy tales, nor witch hath power to charm, so hallowed and so gracious is the time.

May God Bless Always, Women of Faith and Hope by My Mother Rose.

Created by Katie Robinson

 

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