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Ballade Of Christmas Ghosts
Andrew Lang Between The Moonlight And The Fire ...

A Christmas Carol
Christian Burke The Trees Are Hung With Crystal La...

The Greatest Of These
Joseph Mills Hanson The Outside Door Swung Open Suddenly...

Christmas Bells
Anon There Are Sounds In The Sky When The Year Gro...

Love Is The Whole
A Story For Children. This Is A Story About Some Childre...

A Christmas Letter From Australia
Douglas Sladen 'tis Christmas, And The North Wind Blow...

The Three Kings
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Three Kings Came Riding...

Keeping Christmas
Romans, Xiv, 6: _he That Regardeth The Day, Regardeth It Unto...

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Christmas Carol
Listen, lordings, unto me, a tale I will you tell; Which, as on this night of glee, in David's town befell. Joseph came from Nazareth with Mary, that sweet maid; Weary were they nigh to death, and f...

A Christmas Insurrection
ANNE P.L. FIELD In the hush of a shivery Christmas-tide dawn Sing hey! sing ho! heigho! Three small frozen figures hung stiff and forlorn Sing hey! sing ho! heigho! Three dim ghostly...

The Night After Christmas
ANNE P.L. FIELD Twas the night after Christmas in Santa-Claus land And to rest from his labors St. Nicholas planned. The reindeer were turned out to pasture and all The ten thousand assistant...

When The Stars Of Morning Sang
ANNE P.L. FIELD When the stars of morning sang Long ago, Sweet the air with music rang Through the snow, There beside the mother mild Slept the blessed Christmas child,-- ...

A Prayer At Bethlehem
ANNE P.L. FIELD O pulsing earth with heart athrill With infinite creative will! O watchful shepherds in whose eyes Sweet hopes and promises arise! O angel-host whose chanting choir ...

The Christmas Fires
ANNE P.L. FIELD The Christmas fires brightly gleam And dance among the holly boughs, The Christmas pudding's spicy steam With fragrance fills the house, While merry grows each friend...

Carol
O Child of Mary's tender care! O little Child so pure and fair! Cradled within the manger hay On that divine first Christmas day! The hopes of every age and race Are centered in Thy radian...

The Mother
ROBERT HAVEN SCHAUFFLER All day her watch had lasted on the plateau above the town. And now the sun slanted low over the dull, blue sheen of the western sea, playing changingly with the angular mountain which ros...