StNicholas [serial] . here s adear old tree,an evergreentree, ftad it blossomsonce a year. Xis loadedwith fruit froiptop to root,Ind it brings tooil good cheer lor its blossomsbright are small candles white^nd it s fruit is dolls and toysfd the/ all are free for both you and meIf were good little girls § boys. DfM of the VjOltU I d be the shiniest green, Wished once a sprig of holly, That eer at Yule was seen, And deck some banquet jolly! I d be the cheeriest red, Wished once the holly-berry, That eer at board rich spread Helped make the feasters merry! The life within them heard Down dark and
StNicholas [serial] . here s adear old tree,an evergreentree, ftad it blossomsonce a year. Xis loadedwith fruit froiptop to root,Ind it brings tooil good cheer lor its blossomsbright are small candles white^nd it s fruit is dolls and toysfd the/ all are free for both you and meIf were good little girls § boys. DfM of the VjOltU I d be the shiniest green, Wished once a sprig of holly, That eer at Yule was seen, And deck some banquet jolly! I d be the cheeriest red, Wished once the holly-berry, That eer at board rich spread Helped make the feasters merry! The life within them heard Down dark and silent courses. For each wish is a word To those fair-hidden sources. All Summer in the wood, While they were riper growing, The deep roots understood, And helped without their knowing. In a little market stall At Yule the sprig lay waiting,For fine folk one and all Passed by that open grating. The Eve of Christmas DayIt had been passed by many, When one turned not awayAnd bought it for a penny. Hers was a home of
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