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Christmastide

The cottage hearth beams warm and bright,
  The candles gaily glow;
The stars emit a kinder light
  Above the drifted snow.

Down from the sky a magic steals
  To glad the passing year,
And belfries sing with joyous peals,
  For Christmastide is here!

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