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A Christmas Carol
CHARLES DICKENS MASTER Peter, and the two ubiquito...

The Two Princes
A STORY FOR CHILDREN. I. There was a King of Hu...

The Fir Tree
HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN Out in the forest stood a pr...

A Carol
And here's a Christmas carol meant for children, and...

Christmas In The Olden Time
WALTER SCOTT On Christmas-eve the bells were...

Christmas Carol
JAMES S. PARK So crowded was the little town...

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ANON He comes in the night! He comes in the ...





A Ballade Of Old Loves






CAROLYN WELLS

Who is it stands on the polished stair,
A merry, laughing, winsome maid,
From the Christmas rose in her golden hair
To the high-heeled slippers of spangled suede
A glance, half daring and half afraid,
Gleams from her roguish eyes downcast;
Already the vision begins to fade--
'Tis only a ghost of a Christmas Past.

Who is it sits in that high-backed chair,
Quaintly in ruff and patch arrayed,
With a mockery gay of a stately air
As she rustles the folds of her old brocade,--
Merriest heart at the masquerade?
Ah, but the picture is passing fast
Back to the darkness from which it strayed--
'Tis only a ghost of a Christmas Past.

Who is it whirls in a ball-room's glare,
Her soft white hand on my shoulder laid,
Like a radiant lily, tall and fair,
While the violins in the corner played
The wailing strains of the Serenade?
Oh, lovely vision, too sweet to last--
E'en now my fancy it will evade--
'Tis only a ghost of a Christmas Past.

L'ENVOI

Rosamond! look not so dismayed,
All of my heart, dear love, thou hast
Jealous, beloved? Of a shade?--
'Tis only a ghost of a Christmas Past.





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