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WHAT THE CHIMNEY SANG. Over the chimney the night wind sang. And chanted a melody no one knew; And the woman stopped as the babe she tossed, And thought of the one she bad long since lost, And said as the tear drops back she forced, ' " I hate the voice in the chimney." Over the chimney the night wind sang, And chanted a melody no one knew; And the children said as they closer drew, " 'Tis some witch that is cleaving the black night through— 'Tis a fairy trumpet that just blew, And* we fear the wind in the chimney." Over the chimney the night wind sang, And chanted a melody no one knew; And the man as he sat on his hearth below, Said to himself, " It will surely snow, A nd fuel as dear, and wages low, . And I'll stop the leak in the chimney." Over the chimney the night wind sang, And chanted a melody no one knew; But the poet listened and smiled, for he Was man, and woman, and child, all three; And he said, " It is God's own harmony, This wind that sings in the chimney." Bbbt Haete.
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Thames Star, Volume XI, Issue 3673, 2 October 1880, Page 1
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196Select Poetry. Thames Star, Volume XI, Issue 3673, 2 October 1880, Page 1
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