  Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas to-night! Christmas in lands of the fir-tree and pine. Christmas in lands of the palm-tree and vine. Christmas where snow peaks stand solemn and white. Christmas where cornfields lie sunny and bright! Christmas where children are hopeful and gay, Christmas where old men are patient and gray, Christmas where peace, like a dove in his flight, Broods o'er brave men in the thick of the fight, Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas to-night. For the Christ-Child who comes is the Master of all; No palace too great and no cottage too small. —Phillips Brooks. |
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