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The Shadow Of The Thunder-oak
Withered leaves still clung to the branches of th...

Daily Bread
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To The Fir-tree
FROM THE GERMAN O Fir-tree green! O Fir-tree...

Christmas Bells
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A Merry Christmas To You
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Hymn On The Nativity
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Christmas Song
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Song Of The Holly






WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Blow, blow thou winter wind--
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude!
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh ho! sing heigh ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
Then heigh ho! the holly!
This life is most jolly!

Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky--
Thou dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot!
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remembered not.
Heigh ho! sing heigh ho! unto the green holly,
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
Then heigh ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly!





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