Show 0 00 y I The h s 1 J. J I I Song of Christmas r I JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY 9 M N N N N N N N N N N N N N M 9 N SI f RANT me a rhyme of Christmas a C CHANT And though It Is tilled filled l with Hugh u b ter let It be pure an and Sing ot of the hearts brimmed over with the story ot of the dayOt day day- Ot Of the echo ot of childish voices that will wUl not die away Ot Of the blare ot of the tasseled bugle and ot of the timeless clatter and boat beat Ot Of the drum that throbs to muster sQuadrons ot of scampering feet teet But 0 O. O let your voice tall fall fainter tainter till blent with a minor tone You temper your song with the tho bea beauty ty ot of the pity Christ has shown And sing one verse verne for tor the voiceless and yet ere the song be done dono A A. verse for tor the ears that hear not and a verse for tor the sightless one For though t be time for tor singing a amerry amerry merry ChrIstmas glee Let a low sweet voice ot of pathos run through the melody 11 |