Saturday, December 24, 2016


"Again at Christmas did we weave 
         The holly round the Christmas hearth; 
         The silent snow possess'd the earth, 
And calmly fell our Christmas-eve: 

The yule-log sparkled keen with frost, 
         No wing of wind the region swept, 
         But over all things brooding slept 
The quiet sense of something lost. "

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