Now Christmas comes with hearty cheer,
May kindly thoughts go round,
And bring to you a glad New Year
With peace and plenty crowned.
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A little bird comes singing,
Singing a song to you;
He sings of sun-tipped flowers,
Bathed in a diamond dew.
"The days are coming," he warbles,
"When the frost has flown away,
When the earth will be sweet with flowers
And the breath of new-mown hay."
Oh bird so softly singing
Your song of pleasant days,
Go sing to her I fondly love,
Through the wintry cold and bare.
When the heart is light, the days are bright,
And the sun seems ever near;
So sing her your lay this Christmas Day,
And through all the bright New Year. |
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Gladly now it is my pleasure,
Joys to wish you, without measure,
Happiness and peace attending,
With pure heavenly blessings blending.
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Again the festive season's here,
With all that can delight and cheer;
Oh! may you nothing lack each day,
But find fresh blessings strew your way.
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Take, my friend, this heartful greeting,
Happy be thy Christmas day,
Faith, and hope, and love here meeting,
Speed thee on thy New Year's way!
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Oh joyous be your Christmas-tide,
And bright your New Year, too;
To you may love ne'er be denied;
May all your friends be true. |
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