While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The Angel of the Lord came down, And Glory shone around. — Nahum Tate Copy Share Image
While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The Angel of the Lord came down, And Glory shone around. — Nahum Tate Copy Share Image
Friendship's the privilege of private men; for wretched greatness knows no blessing so substantial. — Nahum Tate Copy Share Image
Great minds against themselves conspire, and shun the cure they most desire. — Nahum Tate Copy Share Image
