THE SAME--A CHRISTMAS SONNET <br />Since thou hast given me these, Juliet, given me these, <br />There have been tidings told of a great joy, <br />Of peace on Earth, good--will without annoy. <br />Thou hast put on my soul's infirmities <br />And stooped to succour me, and thou hast trod <br />The way of sorrows with me, on thy knees, <br />Making thyself a little less than God, <br />That I might worship him in womanhood, <br />A new redemption. Therefore, Juliet, <br />The choirs of Heaven multitudinous <br />Make all their songs to thee this happy night, <br />In praise of thy great love incarnate thus, <br />A very ``word made flesh'' to dwell with us.<br /><br />Wilfrid Scawen Blunt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-love-sonnets-of-proteus-part-ii-to-juliet-xxvi/
