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'''The Innumerable Christ''', a poem in [[Scots]] by [[Hugh MacDiarmid]], is one of the most remarkable meditations on the theme of Christian redemption and other worlds: | '''The Innumerable Christ''', a poem in [[Scots]] by [[Hugh MacDiarmid]], is one of the most remarkable meditations on the theme of Christian redemption and other worlds: | ||
| − | Wha kens on whatna Bethlehems<br />Earth twinkles like a star the nicht,<br />An' whatna shepherds lift their heids<br />In its unearthly licht? | + | Wha kens on whatna Bethlehems<br />Earth twinkles like a star the nicht,<br />An' whatna shepherds lift their heids<br />In its unearthly licht? |
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| + | 'Yont a' the stars oor een can see<br />An' farther than their lichts can fly,<br />I' mony an unco warl' the nicht<br />The fatefu' bairnies cry. | ||
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| + | I' mony an unco warl' the nicht<br />The lift gaes black as pitch at noon,<br />An' sideways on their chests the heids<br />O' endless Christs roll doon. | ||
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| + | An' when the earth's as cauld's the mune<br />An' a' its folk are lang syne deid,<br />On coontless stars the Babe maun cry<br />An' the Crucified maun bleed.<ref>[http://www.signumrecords.com/catalogue/sigcd096/096Booklet_web.pdf A Web-hosted program] for the above. Requires PDF reader.</ref> | ||
== References == | == References == | ||
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The Innumerable Christ, a poem in Scots by Hugh MacDiarmid, is one of the most remarkable meditations on the theme of Christian redemption and other worlds:
Wha kens on whatna Bethlehems
Earth twinkles like a star the nicht,
An' whatna shepherds lift their heids
In its unearthly licht?
'Yont a' the stars oor een can see
An' farther than their lichts can fly,
I' mony an unco warl' the nicht
The fatefu' bairnies cry.
I' mony an unco warl' the nicht
The lift gaes black as pitch at noon,
An' sideways on their chests the heids
O' endless Christs roll doon.
An' when the earth's as cauld's the mune
An' a' its folk are lang syne deid,
On coontless stars the Babe maun cry
An' the Crucified maun bleed.[1]
References
- ↑ A Web-hosted program for the above. Requires PDF reader.
