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Christmas Comes Again · Ririro.com - Poetry

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  Speaker 1: Christmas comes again. Let me be merry. Now tis time
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  Speaker 1: the season is at hand for Christmas rhyme and Christmas chime,
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  Speaker 1: Close up and form the band. The winter fires still
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  Speaker 1: burn as bright, the lamp light is as clear. And
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  Speaker 1: since the dead are out of sight, what hinders Christmas cheer?
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  Speaker 1: Why think or speak of that abyss in which lies
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  Speaker 1: all my past high festival I need not miss? While
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  Speaker 1: song and jest shall last will clink and drink on
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  Speaker 1: Christmas Eve. Our ghosts can feel no wrong. They reveled
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  Speaker 1: ere they took their leave. Hearken my soldier's song. The
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  Speaker 1: morning air doth coldly pass comrades to the saddle spring.
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  Speaker 1: The night more bitter cold will bring air dying, air dying, sweetheart,
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  Speaker 1: Come the parting glass, glass and saber, clash, clash, clash,
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  Speaker 1: Air dying, air dying, stirrup cup and stirrup kiss. Do
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  Speaker 1: you hope the foe will miss sweetheart for this loving kiss?
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  Speaker 1: Air dying, air dying. The feasts and revels of the
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  Speaker 1: year do ghosts remember long even in memory? Come they
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  Speaker 1: hear listen my sailor's song, Oh my hearties, Yo, heave
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  Speaker 1: ho anchors up in jolly bay. Hey pipes and swipes,
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  Speaker 1: Hob and nob, Hey, mermaid Bess and dolphin Meg. Paddle
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  Speaker 1: over jolly bay, Hey tars, haul in for Christmas Day.
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  Speaker 1: For round the varsal deep we go, never church, never
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  Speaker 1: bell for to tell of Christmas Day. Yo, heave ho
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  Speaker 1: my hearty's oh haul in mates, Here we lay hay.
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  Speaker 1: His sword is rusting in its sheath, his flag furled
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  Speaker 1: on the wall. Will twine them with a holly wreath,
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  Speaker 1: with green leaves, cover all so clink and drink when
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  Speaker 1: falls the eve. But comrades hide from me their graves.
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  Speaker 1: I would not see them. Heave beside me like the sea.
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  Speaker 1: Let not my brothers come again as men dead in
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  Speaker 1: their prime. Then hold my hands, forget my pain, and
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  Speaker 1: strike the Christmas chime.