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Christmas in Poetry

CHRISTMAS EVE—ANOTHER CEREMONY

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Come, guard this night the Christmas-pie, That the thief, though ne’er so sly, With his flesh-hooks, don’t come nigh To catch it. From him, who alone sits there, Having his eyes still in his ear, And a deal of nightly fear To watch it.

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