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A Hymn for Christmas Day by Thomas Chatterton

By Thomas Chatterton

Topics: sad-shayari, love-shayari, deep-lines

Almighty Framer of the Skies! O let our pure devotion rise, Like Incense in thy Sight! Wrapt in impenetrable Shade The Texture of our Souls were made Till thy Command gave light. The Sun of Glory gleam'd the Ray, Refin'd the Darkness into Day, And bid the Vapours fly; Impell'd by his eternal Love He left his Palaces above To cheer our gloomy Sky.

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"Almighty Framer of the Skies!..."

"A Hymn for Christmas Day" by Thomas Chatterton is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual english poem consisting of 48 lines. This English poem by Thomas Chatterton demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Almighty Framer of the Skies! O let our pure devotion rise,...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Thomas Chatterton's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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