Christmas Blessings

H.P. LovecraftH.P. Lovecraft

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As when a pigeon, loos'd in realms remote,
Takes instant wing, and seeks his native cote,
So speed my blessings from a barb'rous clime
To thee and Providence at Christmas time!
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H.P. Lovecraft
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H.P. Lovecraft

1890 - 1937/Male/AmericanAn author known for his works of horror fiction.

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