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Epiphany! - Oh great and most wonderful feast!<br />
The holy three kings, the magi arrive from the east!<br />
They had crossed huge wastelands, desolate and wild,<br />
In search of a mother and her newborn child.<br />
<br />
On Epiphany, three magi, - the holy three kings<br />
Visit the homes and each of these wise men brings<br />
Oriental sweet meats in small and dainty rolls,<br />
Cinnamon crescents and coconut marzipan balls.<br />
<br />
They write their names on doors with blessed chalk,<br />
And like Saint Nicolas before they walk<br />
Along the snowed-in paths behind their star;<br />
And hail: '+Caspar+Melchior+Baltassar'.<br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://www.dw.de/image/0,,400157_4,00.jpg"><br />
<br />
January 6th,- the Feast of Epiphany-<br />
A Trio of children direct the festivity,<br />
Boys of a hamlet don the garb of a king,<br />
And knock on homestead gates and doors and sing:<br />
<br />
'We are the magi, the wise men, the holy three kings.<br />
And pay you a visit before the Vesper bells rings,<br />
We come from far away, from the far East,-<br />
To bless this homestead, its dwellers, men and beast!<br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://www.farmershenhouse.com/images/image-birds.jpg"><br />
<br />
Chickens, alarmed, squeeze through the wire barrier,<br />
The cock, calls together his harem like Chanticleer-<br />
Confused about the time he has to crow;<br />
Since the Lord's birthday, days began to grow-<br />
<br />
He chants with relish to wake the community: <br />
Wake up my hens, line up! kickereekee!<br />
This is the Twelfth Day of Christmas- hear all! hear!<br />
'Twelfth Christmas Day' crows Master Chantecleer.<br />
<br />
The kings lost their camels, thus they chant their tales,<br />
A-foot, passing through mountainous treks and vales.<br />
Crossing the frozen brooks, snow banks and hills,<br />
Their royal garb does not protect from chills.<br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://bernadetteschaeffler.files.wordpress.com/2012/12/screen-shot-2012-12-27-at-10-18-55-pm.png?w=580"><br />
<br />
Surrounded by peasants and many a family,<br />
That reply to their greetings eager and thankfully,<br />
The farmer's wife with kind and motherly heart<br />
Brings cookies for singing, 'ere the kings depart.<br />
<br />
The children's voices sweet keep echoing<br />
As they march and sing until late evening,<br />
It ricochets through mountain steeps and dell:<br />
'We are the three holy kings, and are wishing you well'<br />
<br />
Their names, inscribed on doors are meant to stay<br />
Till they come again next year on Epiphany Day,<br />
Meanwhile their names that mark all the doors with Crosses Three,<br />
Bestow on the household blessing's guarantee*.<br />
<br />
With these names inscribed on doors good folks are freed<br />
From fear of the wicked and cunning witches Druid,<br />
They protect the people from every ill and harm,<br />
And keep the tenants' hearts for the Christ Kind warm.<br />
<br />
The Trio's sweet sing-song keeps on echoing,<br />
As they keep marching and singing till evening,<br />
It ricochets across mountain steeps and the dell:<br />
'We are the three holy kings, and are wishing you well!'.<br />
 <br />
Their mission takes them oft through ice and sleet,<br />
And blessed are the people whom the three wise men meet,-<br />
A fodder cart after sun set the kings will board<br />
To ride back to the East - to proclaim the Lord! <br />
<br />
 +Caspar +Melchior +Balthasar!<br />
 +Christus +Mansionem +Benedicat !<br />
<br />
(copyright) Elizabeth Dandy<br />
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                                                            <b>Three Wise Magi from the East</b>
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                                                        <font class="tiny"><b>Date:</b> Saturday, 5th January 2013 @ 03:36:52 PM AEST<br><b>Topic:</b> Sad Poetry</font><br><br>
                                                        <font class="content">Contributed By: Elizabeth_Dandy<br><br>
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<br />
Epiphany! - Oh great and most wonderful feast!<br />
The holy three kings, the magi arrive from the east!<br />
They had crossed huge wastelands, desolate and wild,<br />
In search of a mother and her newborn child.<br />
<br />
On Epiphany, three magi, - the holy three kings<br />
Visit the homes and each of these wise men brings<br />
Oriental sweet meats in small and dainty rolls,<br />
Cinnamon crescents and coconut marzipan balls.<br />
<br />
They write their names on doors with blessed chalk,<br />
And like Saint Nicolas before they walk<br />
Along the snowed-in paths behind their star;<br />
And hail: '+Caspar+Melchior+Baltassar'.<br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://www.dw.de/image/0,,400157_4,00.jpg"><br />
<br />
January 6th,- the Feast of Epiphany-<br />
A Trio of children direct the festivity,<br />
Boys of a hamlet don the garb of a king,<br />
And knock on homestead gates and doors and sing:<br />
<br />
'We are the magi, the wise men, the holy three kings.<br />
And pay you a visit before the Vesper bells rings,<br />
We come from far away, from the far East,-<br />
To bless this homestead, its dwellers, men and beast!<br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://www.farmershenhouse.com/images/image-birds.jpg"><br />
<br />
Chickens, alarmed, squeeze through the wire barrier,<br />
The cock, calls together his harem like Chanticleer-<br />
Confused about the time he has to crow;<br />
Since the Lord's birthday, days began to grow-<br />
<br />
He chants with relish to wake the community: <br />
Wake up my hens, line up! kickereekee!<br />
This is the Twelfth Day of Christmas- hear all! hear!<br />
'Twelfth Christmas Day' crows Master Chantecleer.<br />
<br />
The kings lost their camels, thus they chant their tales,<br />
A-foot, passing through mountainous treks and vales.<br />
Crossing the frozen brooks, snow banks and hills,<br />
Their royal garb does not protect from chills.<br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://bernadetteschaeffler.files.wordpress.com/2012/12/screen-shot-2012-12-27-at-10-18-55-pm.png?w=580"><br />
<br />
Surrounded by peasants and many a family,<br />
That reply to their greetings eager and thankfully,<br />
The farmer's wife with kind and motherly heart<br />
Brings cookies for singing, 'ere the kings depart.<br />
<br />
The children's voices sweet keep echoing<br />
As they march and sing until late evening,<br />
It ricochets through mountain steeps and dell:<br />
'We are the three holy kings, and are wishing you well'<br />
<br />
Their names, inscribed on doors are meant to stay<br />
Till they come again next year on Epiphany Day,<br />
Meanwhile their names that mark all the doors with Crosses Three,<br />
Bestow on the household blessing's guarantee*.<br />
<br />
With these names inscribed on doors good folks are freed<br />
From fear of the wicked and cunning witches Druid,<br />
They protect the people from every ill and harm,<br />
And keep the tenants' hearts for the Christ Kind warm.<br />
<br />
The Trio's sweet sing-song keeps on echoing,<br />
As they keep marching and singing till evening,<br />
It ricochets across mountain steeps and the dell:<br />
'We are the three holy kings, and are wishing you well!'.<br />
 <br />
Their mission takes them oft through ice and sleet,<br />
And blessed are the people whom the three wise men meet,-<br />
A fodder cart after sun set the kings will board<br />
To ride back to the East - to proclaim the Lord! <br />
<br />
 +Caspar +Melchior +Balthasar!<br />
 +Christus +Mansionem +Benedicat !<br />
<br />
(copyright) Elizabeth Dandy<br />
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