TTTO "O Little Town of Belthlehem"
O little town on Barrayar, how still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and glowing sleep the fright'ning stars go by.
For in thy bright streets shineth the everlasting light;
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.
For Cetagandans nu-uked thee, and push has come to shove,
While rebels creep the Ghem lords keep their watch from far above.
O Vorkosigan Vashnoi, your time for now is done,
And years will pass before long last your land will be re-won.