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Carol, by Dorothy Sayers

December 24th, 2008 | 1 min read

By Keith E. Buhler

The Ox said to the Ass, said he, all on a Christmas night:
"Do you hear the pipe of the shepherds a-whistling over the hill?
That is the angels' music they play for their delight,
'Glory to God in the highest and peace upon earth, goodwill'
Nowell, nowell, my masters, God lieth low in stall,
And the poor, labouring Ox was here before you all."

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