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A Rhyme of Deaths Inn

 A rhyme of good Death's inn!
 My love came to that door;
And she had need of many things,
 The way had been so sore.
My love she lifted up her head, "And is there room?" said she; "There was no room in Bethlehem's inn For Christ who died for me.
" But said the keeper of the inn, "His name is on the door.
" My love then straightway entered there: She hath come back no more.

Poem by Lizette Woodworth Reese
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