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“Yearly for a thousand years
On Christmas Day the wreath appears,
And the people joy together:
Prithee, Prince or Parliament,
An equal holiday invent
Outlasting centuries of weather.
On Christmas Day the wreath appears,
And the people joy together:
Prithee, Prince or Parliament,
An equal holiday invent
Outlasting centuries of weather.
“Arrested by a trembling shell,
Wee tinkle of the small mass-bell,
A giant drops upon the knee.
Thou art wise—effect as much;
Let thy wisdom by a touch
Reverence like this decree.”
Wee tinkle of the small mass-bell,
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Thou art wise—effect as much;
Let thy wisdom by a touch
Reverence like this decree.”
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