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- 0:00Speaker 1: The Christmas holly, the holly, the holly, Oh, twine it
- 0:05Speaker 1: with bay. Come give the holly a song, for it
- 0:09Speaker 1: helps to drive stern winter away with his garment. So
- 0:13Speaker 1: somber and long it peeps through the trees with its
- 0:17Speaker 1: berries of red and its leaves of burnished green, when
- 0:22Speaker 1: the flowers and fruits have long been dead, and not
- 0:26Speaker 1: even the daisy is seen. Then sing to the holly,
- 0:31Speaker 1: the Christmas holly that hangs over peasant and king, while
- 0:36Speaker 1: we laugh and carouse neath its glittering boughs immobile. To
- 0:41Speaker 1: the Christmas Holly will sing. The gale may whistle, and
- 0:46Speaker 1: frost may come to fetter the gurgling rill. The woods
- 0:51Speaker 1: may be bare, and the warbler's dumb, but the holly
- 0:55Speaker 1: is beautiful. Still in the revel and light of princely halls,
- 1:01Speaker 1: the bright holly branch is found, and its shadow falls
- 1:05Speaker 1: on the lowliest walls, while the brimming horn goes round.
- 1:11Speaker 1: Then drink to the holly, the Christmas holly that hangs
- 1:15Speaker 1: over peasant and king, while we laugh and carouse neath
- 1:20Speaker 1: its glittering boughs. Submerged to the Christmas Holly will sing.
- 1:26Speaker 1: The ivy lives long, but Its home must be where
- 1:30Speaker 1: graves and ruins are spread. Embroidery about the cypress tree,
- 1:36Speaker 1: but it flourishes near the dead. The laurel the warrior's
- 1:41Speaker 1: brow may wreathe. It tells of tears and blood. I
- 1:46Speaker 1: sing the holly, And who can breathe aught of that
- 1:51Speaker 1: that is not good? Then sing to the holly. The
- 1:55Speaker 1: Christmas holly that hangs over peasant and king blooded will
- 2:00Speaker 1: laugh and carouse neath its glittering boughs. Restless Christmas Holly,
- 2:06Speaker 1: We'll sing