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Speaker 1: Christmas Eve. Tonight is all the year to me, when
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Speaker 1: out of all the ripened days, sorrow is sifted, Beauty
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Speaker 1: stays the winnowed grain of memory. Here, all the months
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Speaker 1: their emblems strew For April, there is youth's delight. For May.
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Speaker 1: There are these blossoms bright for all spring's love. Time,
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Speaker 1: there is you. The Yule tide. Flame snaps blithe below,
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Speaker 1: bright holly berries burn above, and fancy builds a dream
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Speaker 1: thereof a dream of summer mid the snow for autumn,
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Speaker 1: there is harvest, horde of all the toiling world's good will.
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Speaker 1: For winter, there's the wondrous thrill of laughter round the
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Speaker 1: laden board. Methinks, Tonight, my happy heart rides like the
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Speaker 1: wise men from Afar, back through the ages, with a
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Speaker 1: star for certain guide, and airless chart, back through the ages,
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Speaker 1: unto them who in the lowly manger lay where stolid
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Speaker 1: kind soft watched by day Above the Babe of Bethlehem
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Speaker 1: and all the hope, the joy that he gave to
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Speaker 1: all Christmas tides of time lifts here a pinnacle sublime.
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Speaker 1: Tonight is all of life to me