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Read by John Standing & Kristin Scott Thomas
A single flow’r he sent me, since we met. All tenderly his messenger he chose; Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet…
Read by Evanna Lynch & Kristin Scott Thomas
I laid me down upon a bank, Where Love lay sleeping; I heard among the rushes dank Weeping, weeping. Then I…
“Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds a Heaven…
Earth rais’d up her head, From the darkness dread & drear. Her light fled: Stony dread! And her locks cover’d with grey…
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love All pray in their distress; And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness. For Mercy,…
On the beach at night, Stands a child with her father, Watching the east, the autumn sky. Up through the darkness, While…
Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely, Love Divine, Love was born at Christmas, Star and Angels gave the sign. Worship…
(Excerpt) But wherefore be harsh on a single case? After how many modes, this Christmas Eve, Does the self-same weary thing take…
Well, so that is that. Now we must dismantle the tree, Putting the decorations back into their cardboard boxes — Some have…
Is it thy will that I should wax and wane, Barter my cloth of gold for hodden grey, And at thy pleasure…
Sweet, I blame you not, for mine the fault was, had I not been made of common clay I had climbed the higher…
The wild bee reels from bough to bough With his furry coat and his gauzy wing. Now in a lily-cup, and now…