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The Christmas Fires
ANNE P.L. FIELD The Christmas fires brightly...

Hymn For The Nativity
EDWARD THRING Happy night and happy silence ...

The Story Of Oello
Once upon a time there was a young girl, who had the ...

Masters In This Hall
ANONYMOUS To Bethlem did they go, the shephe...

A Christmas Lullaby
JOHN ADDINGTON SYMONDS Sleep, baby, sleep! T...

The Telltale Tile
OLIVE THORNE MILLER IT BEGINS with a bit of gossip...

The Christmas Goose At The Cratchits'
CHARLES DICKENS You might have thought a goose the r...

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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