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Louisa May Alcott - From Our Happy Home
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From our happy home
        Through the world we roam
        One week in all the year,
        Making winter spring
        With the joy we bring,
        For Christmas-tide is here.

        Now the eastern star
        Shines from afar
        To light the poorest home;
        Hearts warmer grow,
        Gifts freely flow,
        For Christmas-tide has come.

        Now gay trees rise
        Before young eyes,
        Abloom with tempting cheer;
        Blithe voices sing,
        And blithe bells ring,
        For Christmas-tide is here.

        Oh, happy chime,
        Oh, blessed time,
        That draws us all so near!
        "Welcome, dear day,"
        All creatures say,
        For Christmas-tide is here.
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