A CHRISTMAS GREETING.
Speed, my Thought, oh speed, my Thought,Over the miles of snow!Never before, to bear to her doorLove, with his looks aglow,Hadst thou so far to go!Take for a chime bells of my rhymeOver the miles of snow!Stand, my Thought, oh stand, my Thought!Fled are the miles of snow.Call, O Love! to her window above,In the voice her heart must know.’Tis the time of mistletoe:Sing in the night to her window alight,In the night of stars and snow!
Speed, my Thought, oh speed, my Thought,Over the miles of snow!Never before, to bear to her doorLove, with his looks aglow,Hadst thou so far to go!Take for a chime bells of my rhymeOver the miles of snow!Stand, my Thought, oh stand, my Thought!Fled are the miles of snow.Call, O Love! to her window above,In the voice her heart must know.’Tis the time of mistletoe:Sing in the night to her window alight,In the night of stars and snow!
Speed, my Thought, oh speed, my Thought,Over the miles of snow!Never before, to bear to her doorLove, with his looks aglow,Hadst thou so far to go!Take for a chime bells of my rhymeOver the miles of snow!
Speed, my Thought, oh speed, my Thought,
Over the miles of snow!
Never before, to bear to her door
Love, with his looks aglow,
Hadst thou so far to go!
Take for a chime bells of my rhyme
Over the miles of snow!
Stand, my Thought, oh stand, my Thought!Fled are the miles of snow.Call, O Love! to her window above,In the voice her heart must know.’Tis the time of mistletoe:Sing in the night to her window alight,In the night of stars and snow!
Stand, my Thought, oh stand, my Thought!
Fled are the miles of snow.
Call, O Love! to her window above,
In the voice her heart must know.
’Tis the time of mistletoe:
Sing in the night to her window alight,
In the night of stars and snow!