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THE CLOSING YEAR. GEORGE D. PRENTICE. 'Tis midnight's holy
CHRISTMAS. [1864.] HENRY TIMROD. How grace this hallowed day?
LA BELLE JUIVE. HENRY TIMROD. Is it because your sable hair Is
TO HELEN. EDGAR ALLAN POE. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like
A CHRISTMAS CHANT. FATHER RYAN. Four thousand years earth
THE VOICE IN THE PINES. PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE. The morn is softly
ASPECTS OF THE PINES. PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE. Tall, sombre, grim,
IN HARBOR. PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE. I think it is over, over, I
Very Truly Yours, Paul H. Hayne. Very Truly Yours, Paul H. Hayne.
