The Book of Christmas: Descriptive of the Customs, Ceremonies, Traditions, Superstitions, Fun, Feeling, and Festivities of the Christmas SeasonWiley & Putnam, 1845 - 220 pages |
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... distance he has passed , and of that which he may have yet to go . We love to reach those free open spaces at which the cross - roads of the world converge ; and where we are sure to meet , as at a common 10 THE BOOK OF CHRISTMAS .
... distance he has passed , and of that which he may have yet to go . We love to reach those free open spaces at which the cross - roads of the world converge ; and where we are sure to meet , as at a common 10 THE BOOK OF CHRISTMAS .
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... sure to meet , as at a common rendezvous , with travellers - from its many paths . We love to enter those houses of refresh- ment , by the way - side of existence , where we know we shall encounter with other wayfarers like ourselves ...
... sure to meet , as at a common rendezvous , with travellers - from its many paths . We love to enter those houses of refresh- ment , by the way - side of existence , where we know we shall encounter with other wayfarers like ourselves ...
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... sure that the intrusion , in our times , of a similar test , into a similar scene , might not spoil the revels . But to return . - The old ballads which relate to this period of the year , are redolent of good things ; and not to be ...
... sure that the intrusion , in our times , of a similar test , into a similar scene , might not spoil the revels . But to return . - The old ballads which relate to this period of the year , are redolent of good things ; and not to be ...
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... sure that we should not have been well content to have our lot cast in the days when it was some- what younger . They must have been very pleasant times ! Certain it is that the laugh of the humbler classes , and of the younger classes ...
... sure that we should not have been well content to have our lot cast in the days when it was some- what younger . They must have been very pleasant times ! Certain it is that the laugh of the humbler classes , and of the younger classes ...
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... sure to seize upon the old pageantries , ― as she did upon every other vehicle which could , in any way , be made to minister to her intolerable vanity , or by which a public exhibition might be made , before the slaves whom she ...
... sure to seize upon the old pageantries , ― as she did upon every other vehicle which could , in any way , be made to minister to her intolerable vanity , or by which a public exhibition might be made , before the slaves whom she ...
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Page 122 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Page 177 - And sullen Moloch fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue ; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue : The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste.
Page 32 - Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still ; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will.
Page 106 - And the multitudes that went before, and that followed, cried, saying, Hosanna to the Son of David : Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord : Hosanna in the highest...
Page 37 - Twas Edwin's self tha't pressed! "Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. " Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign : And shall we never, never part. My life — my all that's mine? " No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true, The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Page 161 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : % And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Page 77 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, 'And if you find it wondrous short It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say. That still a godly race he ran Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Page 105 - For the Lord shall comfort Zion: he will comfort all her waste places; and he will make her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the Lord; joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.
Page 66 - ... post and pair.' All hailed, with uncontrolled delight And general voice, the happy night, That to the cottage, as the crown, Brought tidings of salvation down. The fire, with well-dried logs supplied, Went roaring up the chimney wide ; The huge hall-table's oaken face, Scrubbed till it shone, the day to grace, Bore then upon its massive board No mark to part the squire and lord. Then was brought in the lusty brawn By old blue-coated serving-man ; Then the grim boar's-head frowned on high, Crested...
Page 32 - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.