‘ O! Christmas Day, Oh! happy day!
A foretaste from above,
To him who hath a happy home
And love returned from love!’
O! Christmas Day, O gloomy day,
The barb in Memory's dart,
To him who walks alone through Life,
The desolate in heart.
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