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While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks By Night
MARGARET DELAND Like small curled feathers, ...

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

The Angels
WILLIAM DRUMMOND Run, shepherds, run where B...

The Little Sister's Vacation
WINIFRED M. KIRKLAND IT WAS to be a glorious Chris...

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
DINAH MARIA MULOCK God rest ye, merry gentle...

They Saw A Great Light
CHAPTER I. ANOTHER GENERATION. "Here he comes! ...

Santa Claus At Simpson's Bar
BRET HARTE It was nearly midnight when the festiviti...





Christmas Bells






JOHN KEBLE

Wake me to-night, my mother dear,
That I may hear
The Christmas Bells, so soft and clear,
To high and low glad tidings tell,
How God the Father loved us well;
How God the Eternal Son
Came to undo what we had done.





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