O’ER THE HILL AND O’ER THE VALE O’er the hill and o’er the vale 1. O’er the hill and o’er the vale Come three kings together, Caring naught for snow and hail, Cold, and wind, and weather; Now on Persia’s sandy plains, Now where Tigris swells with rains, They their camels tether; Now through Syrian lands they go, Now through … Weiterlesen →