As befits the time of year, we will be reading six poems of Advent and Christmas during this fourteenth season of the Well-Read Poem. We have selected certain familiar ones, which may yet contain certain surprises in their authorship and composition history, as well as some less well-known pieces which we hope will help you better enjoy the late days of the year leading up to the great Feast of the Nativity of Christ the Lord. 

Today's poem is "Christmas Carol" by Sara Teasdale. Reading begins at timestamps 4:08 and 7:08.

Christmas Carol

by Sara Teasdale

The kings they came from out the south,    All dressed in ermine fine; They bore Him gold and chrysoprase,    And gifts of precious wine.   The shepherds came from out the north,    Their coats were brown and old; They brought Him little new-born lambs—    They had not any gold.   The wise men came from out the east,    And they were wrapped in white; The star that led them all the way    Did glorify the night.   The angels came from heaven high,    And they were clad with wings; And lo, they brought a joyful song    The host of heaven sings.   The kings they knocked upon the door,    The wise men entered in, The shepherds followed after them    To hear the song begin.   The angels sang through all the night    Until the rising sun, But little Jesus fell asleep    Before the song was done.