Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. "Now they are all…
“Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. "Now they are all on their knees," An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in hearth-side ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their strawy pen, Nor did it occur to one of us there To doubt they were kneeling then. So fair a fancy few would weave In these years! yet, I feel If someone said on Christmas Eve, "Come; see the oxen kneel, In the lonely barton by yonder coomb Our childhood used to know," I should go with him in the gloom, Hoping it might be so.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker reflects on a nostalgic, almost mythic vision of oxen kneeling on Christmas Eve, blending memory, imagination, and a longing for shared tradition.
In simple terms: A nostalgic vision of oxen kneeling on Christmas Eve.
Cherish shared traditions and imagination.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- holiday gatherings
- family storytelling
- cultural folklore
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What traditions do you hold dear?
- How does imagination shape holiday memories?
The scene may romanticize rural life beyond its reality.