POETRY.
A CHRISTMAS CaROT. Let the song resound, and tho cup pass round, In honor of Christmas’ reign ; Throw open eaoh door as in days or yore, And welcome him home again. For the sand runs fast, not long shall ho last, Not long shall his presence cheer. So we’ll laugh, laugh, laugh, and the rich wine quaff, For he cornea but onoe a year. Tet the laurel twine o'er the household shrine, And also the raisteltos ; Let the maiden fair of the bough beware, Lest she should too near it go ; For should eho do this, she will win a kiss. Is that why she lingers near f Well, ’tls not a crime at old Christmas time. For it comes but onoe a year. Then the father smiles at hia daughter’s wiles, To the lover nays, “ Oh, fle 1 Well, yon are not to blame, for I did the same When yonng, in long years gone by.” And thus love and mirth, together on earth, Are linked hand in hand ’tia clear. For ’tia right to be gay upon Christmas For it comes but onoe a year. And the good old [year, its end draweth near, Not long has it now to live, If it’s used you well, then its blessings tell, It ill, then the wrongs forgive ; For t’will soon be gone, with the near year born, And all may be bright and clear ; So drive care away, upon Christmas day, For it comes bnt once a year.
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Globe, Volume XXI, Issue 1823, 24 December 1879, Page 3
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