A Summer Christmas and a Sonnet upon The S.S. "Ballaarat." By Douglas B. W. Sladen |
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Ev'ry Christmas here we meet
At my father's country seat,
Staying for a month or more:
Ev'ry Christmas, when it's o'er,
Many wish it would begin
And think breaking-up a sin.
Nell and I are worst of all,
We'd like Christmas day to fall
Once a month: and now I find
That I must make up my mind;
For we clearly can't go on
In the way we've always done;
Nellie will be eighteen soon,
I was twenty-one in June.
At my father's country seat,
Staying for a month or more:
Ev'ry Christmas, when it's o'er,
Many wish it would begin
And think breaking-up a sin.
Nell and I are worst of all,
We'd like Christmas day to fall
Once a month: and now I find
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For we clearly can't go on
In the way we've always done;
Nellie will be eighteen soon,
I was twenty-one in June.
| A Summer Christmas and a Sonnet upon The S.S. "Ballaarat." | |