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- 0:00Speaker 1: Christmas treasures. I count my treasures ore with care. The
- 0:05Speaker 1: little toy my darling new, a little sock of faded hue,
- 0:11Speaker 1: a little lock of golden hair, long years ago, this
- 0:17Speaker 1: holy time, my little one, my all to me, sat
- 0:22Speaker 1: robed in white upon my knee, and heard the merry
- 0:26Speaker 1: Christmas chime. Tell me, my little golden head, if Santa
- 0:31Speaker 1: Claus should come to night, what shall he bring my
- 0:34Speaker 1: baby bright? What treasure for my boy? I said? And
- 0:39Speaker 1: then he named this little toy While in his round
- 0:44Speaker 1: and mournful eyes. There came a look of sweet surprise
- 0:49Speaker 1: that spake his quiet, trustful joy. And as he lisped
- 0:55Speaker 1: his evening prayer, he asked the boon with childish grace. Then,
- 1:01Speaker 1: toddling to the chimney place, he hung this little stalking There.
- 1:07Speaker 1: That night, while lengthening shadows crept, I saw the white
- 1:12Speaker 1: winged angels come with singing to our lowly home and
- 1:17Speaker 1: kiss my darling as he slept. They must have heard
- 1:22Speaker 1: his little prayer, for in the morn, with rapturous face,
- 1:27Speaker 1: he toddled to the chimney place and found this little treasure.
- 1:31Speaker 1: There they came again one Christmas tide, that angel host
- 1:37Speaker 1: so fair and white, and singing all that glorious night
- 1:43Speaker 1: they lured my darling from my side, a little sock,
- 1:48Speaker 1: a little toy, a little lock of golden hair, the
- 1:53Speaker 1: Christmas music on the air, a watching for my baby boy.
- 2:00Speaker 1: But if again that angel train and golden Head come
- 2:03Speaker 1: back for me to bear me to eternity, my watching
- 2:08Speaker 1: will not be in vain