Poet Hilaire Belloc



Poems Comments

The Birds

When Jesus Christ was four years old
The angels brought Him toys of gold,
Which no man ever had bought or sold.

And yet with these He would not play.
He made Him small fowl out of clay,
And blessed them till they flew away:
Tu creasti Domine

Jesus Christ, Thou child so wise,
Bless mine hands and fill mine eyes,
And bring my soul to Paradise.



Poem topics:

Rate this poem:

Add The Birds poem to your favorites

Add Poet Hilaire Belloc to your favorites

Popular Poets

Ingeborg Bachmann (3 poems)
Kata Lule (0 poems)
Homer (48 poems)
Donald Justice (1 poems)
Gilbert Parker (1 poems)
F. C. Woodworth (1 poems)
Matilda Betham (66 poems)
Kobayashi Issa (1 poems)
Oscar Wilde (88 poems)
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (0 poems)

Popular Poems

Laus Virginitatis, by Arthur Symons
The Moving Of The Shades, by Leon Gellert
Lettice, by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
Old And New, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Harmosan, by Richard Chenevix Trench
Wild Nights! Wild Nights!, by Emily Dickinson
The Ocean, by Felicia Dorothea Hemans
To Remorse, by Alice Duer Miller
Ode To Music, by Joseph Warton
A Girl's Sin - In His Eyes, by Francis Thompson