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The Ceremonies For Christmas Day
ROBERT HERRICK Kindle the Christmas brand, a...

The Philanthropist's Christmas
JAMES WEBER LINN "DID you see this committee yeste...

Bells Across The Snows
FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL O Christmas, merry C...

O Little Town Of Bethlehem
PHILLIPS BROOKS O little town of Bethlehem, ...

Mark Well My Heavy Doleful Tale
ANONYMOUS Mark well my heavy doleful tale, ...

Christmas Dreams
CHRISTOPHER NORTH To-morrow is Merry Christmas; and ...

Mr Bluff's Experiences Of Holidays
OLIVER BELL BUNCE "I HATE holidays," said Bachelor...





A Christmas Song






WILLIAM COX BENNETT

Blow, wind, blow,
Sing through yard and shroud;
Pipe it shrilly and loud,
Aloft as well as below;
Sing in my sailor's ear
The song I sing to you,
Come home, my sailor true,
For Christmas that comes so near.

Go, wind, go,
Hurry his home-bound sail,
Through gusts that are edged with hail,
Through winter, and sleet, and snow;
Song, in my sailor's ear,
Your shrilling and moans shall be,
For he knows they sing him to me
And Christmas that comes so near.





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