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WINTER.
And the Christian hails earth's darkest day for the brightest in his year;
And there is peace, and there is joy, and there are anthems sung,
As once by angels in the air, when Christmas-time was young;—
And our hearts learn the tones of that happy psalm.
Warm, warm! it is very warm!
And there is peace, and there is joy, and there are anthems sung,
As once by angels in the air, when Christmas-time was young;—
And our hearts learn the tones of that happy psalm.
Warm, warm! it is very warm!
