Christmas Greetings
to Annie E. P. Gamwell
By H. P. Lovecraft
As when a pigeon, loos’d in realms remote,
Takes instant wing, and seeks his native cote,
So speed my blessings from a barb’rous clime
To thee and Providence at Christmas time!
Christmas Greetings
to Annie E. P. Gamwell
By H. P. Lovecraft
As when a pigeon, loos’d in realms remote,
Takes instant wing, and seeks his native cote,
So speed my blessings from a barb’rous clime
To thee and Providence at Christmas time!
Such an odd greeting. Christmas gets strange.
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