The New Nativity

Well they knew what they would find,

Those Lords of the uplifted mind,

Faring through the midnight sand

Of a disregarded land.

In a crowded hostel's byre

Lay, at last, the World's Desire.

In a stable slept their King

From a stable let us sing;

Nowell, nowell, nowell, men.

Christ is come on Earth again.

BC Archives MS-2570 Box 1 File 6 /MIST, Henry Masterman / Ruhleben magazine, Prisoners' Pie, 1916.