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Daily Bread
I. A QUESTION OF NOURISHMENT. "And how is he?" ...

A Christmas Song
TUDOR JENKS When mother-love makes all thing...

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

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

The Festival Of St Nicholas
MARY MAPES DODGE We all know how, before the Christm...

The Greatest Of These
JOSEPH MILLS HANSON THE outside door swung open su...

Ballade Of Christmas Ghosts
ANDREW LANG Between the moonlight and the fi...





Church Decking At Christmas






WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Would that our scrupulous sires had dared to leave
Less scanty measure of those graceful rites
And usages, whose due return invites
A stir of mind too natural to deceive;
Giving the memory help when she could weave
A crown for Hope!--I dread the boasted lights
That all too often are but fiery blights,
Killing the bud o'er which in vain we grieve.
Go, seek, when Christmas snows discomfort bring,
The counter Spirit found in some gay church
Green with fresh holly, every pew a perch
In which the linnet or the thrush might sing,
Merry and loud, and safe from prying search,
Strains offered only to the genial spring.





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