The Song of Angels

“The earth has grown old

with its burden of care,

but at Christmas it always is young,

the heart of the jewel 

burns lustrous and fair,

and its soul full of music

breaks the air,

when the song of angels is sung.”

~ Phillips Brooks

The Hopeful Romantic Hyacinth

HYACINTH 

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

“I am in love with him
To whom a hyacinth is dearer
Than I shall ever be dear. 
On nights when the field-mice
Are abroad, he cannot sleep. 
He hears their narrow teeth 
At the bulbs of his hyacinths. 
But the gnawing at my heart…
He does not hear.”