| Show christmas eve and bitter celii the enow fallone fast the icy branches creaked and moaned and shivered in the blast lie trudged alone the frozen road A lad with yellow hair who bore a bundle on his back and hummed a merry air when last he trod those hills and dale it was a summer day the birds were singing overhead his heart was light and buy ills dreama were all ot sunny isles and billows bounding tree and heedless of his mother s tear lie left her for the sea cut after many a weary month 0 hardship toll and pain he longed to see athwart the dusk the fights of home again old tray the collie by the fire in his accustomed place and at the window best of all his mother s smi ing face he drew a picture as he went of walls with holly bright A cozy table spread tor two with linen fresh and white and while the tale of foreign lands and stormy seas he told his mother s loving wrinkled hand upon his curls ol 01 gold the dizzy flakes had ceased to all he strained his eyes to mark the glimmer of the lamp lit panes but all was still and dark no joyous bark rani out to greet his footsteps as of yore the cold white snows unbroken lay around the ell nt door he saw upon the snowy sill A wreath of Immor telles and then his orphaned cry arose above the christmas bells his mother s lonely watch was er no more to weep or wait she walked in glory with the stars he had returned too late minna irving in leslie a weekly A christmas hymn the stars were shining in gudeas sky and all the air was singing where angels with their censers away A golden flight were winging and deep below the glory of the stare in humble peace reposing A mother sat beside the manger bars A tender babe disclosing 0 sweeter than arabia s fragrant airs from myriad roses sweeping fairer than children at their this lit ie babe lay sleeping can taij be he the king upon HI throne this lowly lying stranger and Is it thus he comes into his own in a manger yea this Is he for whom ye long have yearned for bring dearest treasure and lay beside him all your toll hath earned in overflowing measure not the gold lottering ottering ott ering 0 older days or j shrinking lamb oblation but every jewel wrought ot praise of love and louise morgan christmas the silent ekiel are ull of speech for who hath ears to hear each to each the winds are whispering the moon Is calling to the beach j and stars their sacred wisdom teach of faith and love and tear but once the sky the silence broke and song er flowed the earth the midnight air with glory shook and angels mortal language spoke when god our human in christ the saviors and christmas once Is christmas still the gates through which he came and forests wild and murmuring rill and fruitful field and breezy hill and all that elie the wide world fill are vocal with ills name f shall we not listen while they this latest christmas morn and music hear in everything and faithful lives in tribute bring to the great song which greets the king who comes when christ Is born brook A song for the season A song or the holly bough A i iiii for the yuletide Yule tlde edw and our harvest garnered sphere the white the yearl brightly the berries burn i like the embers in the urn i ot the day ere it declines behind the crest of the pines ri green a glory of green are the leaves ot vernal sheen none of their shimmer lost under the touch of the frost burnished berry and 1 symbol the soul s belief v in the fadeless love of him who in heaven above the saints and the seraphim at the right of the throne ot lov center our faith and hopewe who yearn and grope in the love they typify glisten the garlands now so under the yuletide Yule tlde sky A song for the holly bough 1 clinton in housekeeper the star of out ol 01 the pasts dark night there shines one star 1 4 j whose light 1 f Is more than countless are ti high in the hast it gleams I 1 this radiant star whose beams are more to man than all the planet are still be thy light displayed oh bethlehem star nor fade until the circling system no more are sennett stephens in the christmas light the christmas time so long ago when he lay in his little place with the curls we were kissing and lov ing so falling over his ace and aws was his word as he Sf good night i wake me up in the christmas oh it was ever so long ago and et it seems yesterday and his arms were round me so As I 1 bent to hear him say those last sweet words as he sighed good night I 1 wake me up in the christmas light and now when the christmas comes again the lights or shadows efm f j they say of the tears that fall like rain it s the time she thinks of him tar he Is saying once more with 1 Is lastow good night fjug wake me up in the christmas light frank L stanton in the atlanta chow mistletoe fast came the flecks ot feather white among the laurel trees over the mountain through the night stirred by the winter a breeze the winda a wedding anthem sing with cold lips all aglow the snow queen kissed her forest king so came the mistletoe kate masteson Mas tenon |
