VI

Forget not Christmas.HenryIV.of England.

At Christmas be merry, and thankful withal,And feast thy poor neighbors, the great with the small.Tusser.

At Christmas be merry, and thankful withal,

And feast thy poor neighbors, the great with the small.Tusser.

Those who at Christmas do repine,And would fain hence despatch him,May they with old Duke Humphry dine,Or else may ‘Squire Ketch catch him.’Poor Robin’s Almanac, 1684.

Those who at Christmas do repine,

And would fain hence despatch him,

May they with old Duke Humphry dine,

Or else may ‘Squire Ketch catch him.’

Poor Robin’s Almanac, 1684.

Without the door let sorrow lie,And if, for cold, it hap to die,Wee ’le bury ’t in a Christmas pye,And evermore be merry.Wither’s Juvenilia.

Without the door let sorrow lie,

And if, for cold, it hap to die,

Wee ’le bury ’t in a Christmas pye,

And evermore be merry.

Wither’s Juvenilia.

Now Christmas is come,Let us beat up the drum,And call all our neighbors together.And when they appear,Let us make them such cheer,As will keep out the wind and the weather.Old Song.

Now Christmas is come,

Let us beat up the drum,

And call all our neighbors together.

And when they appear,

Let us make them such cheer,

As will keep out the wind and the weather.Old Song.

A Christmas baby! Now, isn’t that the best kind of a Christmas gift for us all?Father Stephen Barton(1821).

Clara Barton was a Christmas present, given to the world.

Bridgeport (Conn.)Standard(—In 1912).

The sweet love-planted Christmas tree.Will Carleton.

A good conscience is a continual Christmas.

Benjamin Franklin.

This day shall change all griefs and quarrels into love.

Shakespeare.

I will honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year.Charles Dickens.

On Christmas Day we will shut out from our fireside nothing.

Charles Dickens.

’Tis the season for kindling the fire of hospitality in the hall, the genial fire of charity in the heart.Washington Irving.

I was born on one bright Christmas day, and I am told that there was a great family jubilation upon the occasion.Clara Barton.

For which the shepherds at their festivalsCarol her goodness loud in rustic lays.John Milton.

For which the shepherds at their festivals

Carol her goodness loud in rustic lays.John Milton.

The winds ever chant on the bright Christmas morn,The sweetest of carols for “Two” that were born.E. May Glenn Toon.

The winds ever chant on the bright Christmas morn,

The sweetest of carols for “Two” that were born.

E. May Glenn Toon.

For my 30,000 Sea Island FriendsA Loving Greeting and Merry Christmas.Clara Barton.

For my 30,000 Sea Island Friends

A Loving Greeting and Merry Christmas.Clara Barton.

Lo! The Christmas morn is breaking,Bring the angels bright array,For the Christian world is waking,And the Lord is born to-day.Shout then, brothers; shout and pray,For the blessed Lord is born to-day.No more tears and pain and sorrow,Hark! I hear the angels sayBlessed be the bright to-morrow,For the Lord is born to-day.Shout then, sisters; shout and pray,For the blessed Lord is born to-day.Forget your night of sad disaster,Cast your burdens all away,Wait the coming of the Master,For the Lord is born to-day.Shout then, children; shout and pray,For the blessed Lord is born to-day.In the sunlight, soft and golden,Round the babe the angels play;List, their notes so grand and olden,Lo! The Lord is born to-day.Shout, all people; shout and pray,For the blessed Lord is born to-day.

Lo! The Christmas morn is breaking,

Bring the angels bright array,

For the Christian world is waking,

And the Lord is born to-day.

Shout then, brothers; shout and pray,

For the blessed Lord is born to-day.

No more tears and pain and sorrow,Hark! I hear the angels sayBlessed be the bright to-morrow,For the Lord is born to-day.Shout then, sisters; shout and pray,For the blessed Lord is born to-day.

No more tears and pain and sorrow,

Hark! I hear the angels say

Blessed be the bright to-morrow,

For the Lord is born to-day.

Shout then, sisters; shout and pray,

For the blessed Lord is born to-day.

Forget your night of sad disaster,Cast your burdens all away,Wait the coming of the Master,For the Lord is born to-day.Shout then, children; shout and pray,For the blessed Lord is born to-day.

Forget your night of sad disaster,

Cast your burdens all away,

Wait the coming of the Master,

For the Lord is born to-day.

Shout then, children; shout and pray,

For the blessed Lord is born to-day.

In the sunlight, soft and golden,Round the babe the angels play;List, their notes so grand and olden,Lo! The Lord is born to-day.Shout, all people; shout and pray,For the blessed Lord is born to-day.

In the sunlight, soft and golden,

Round the babe the angels play;

List, their notes so grand and olden,

Lo! The Lord is born to-day.

Shout, all people; shout and pray,

For the blessed Lord is born to-day.

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