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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XXVI
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THE SAME--A CHRISTMAS SONNET
 Since thou hast given me these, Juliet, given me these,
 There have been tidings told of a great joy,
 Of peace on Earth, good--will without annoy.
 Thou hast put on my soul`s infirmities
 And stooped to succour me, and thou hast trod
 The way of sorrows with me, on thy knees,
 Making thyself a little less than God,
 That I might worship him in womanhood,
 A new redemption. Therefore, Juliet,
 The choirs of Heaven multitudinous
 Make all their songs to thee this happy night,
 In praise of thy great love incarnate thus,
 A very ``word made flesh`` to dwell with us.
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