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Show CHRISTMAS-TIDE The Christmas-tide, the tide of merriment merri-ment And feast, and love, and peace most gra- ' clous tide, All hail; I greet and yearn to honor thee! , Now let the table groan 'neath viands rich! The smoking turkey with the truffle stuffed, The sirloin roast, all fragrant with the fumes Of ozmazone; fish, flesh and fowl, and dainties From all climes, full-ranged In rank profusion, pro-fusion, To tempt the timid appetite and nil The forward one ... So, spread the table with luxurious cate, And round It gather ever saint and Bar out dJ) Care, and let the vixen, wait. Nor rob yeu, as she's apt to, of your dinner. And phout your mirth, but ao not let the screeds O'erquell the little voice that stands demure de-mure Outside your heart and gently tapping pleads: "A nop to soothe the shlverlngs of the poo'' Joseph Whi.on, In Table Talk. |