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Show ChrtstrricisSttde. The old, old scenes appear again as in the-golden days, Soft twilight smiles and faces loved dance in the gleaming blaze; And in the glow as long ago n:y dear old 'sweethearts 'sweet-hearts glide, - As years agone they lived and laughed in happy Christmastide. And lovely Abdah's face is there, pale seraph of the mists, Sweet visitant from lovlier shores, in what heart-swooning heart-swooning trysts Wo whls'pered by the tall andirons, as Love kept watch beside Two laughing sweethearts in the glow of merry Christmastide. But who could know, with blast and snow, a bat- k tie of the strong Frail Abdah fought, and listened. to Love's wHd and farewell song; The andhons then were sentries grim beside my pallid bride And lute-winds wailed the woes without of that sad . Ohrfstmastide. Another face is lustered now, and Miriam smiles as then; The aureoled head and wondrous eyes flash, in my soul agajn; Lost radiance of the long ago, had blind Fate but defied The wintry breath that stole my love one far-off Christmastide. Pale, ghosts of distant summerlands, long lost, be- .' loved ones, Sweetheart's safe moored from Northland winds in soft, serener suns; v - For you my life's last pulse shall stir and yet I may not hide The subtle joy and beakered cheer of dear old Christmastide. ANGUS NICHOLSON. i |
