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The drifting of the wild white snow: Everywhere round her, everywhere, The fierce white deathly snow.
X “Glory to God and peace on Earth” – Ha
Hark to the sudden chime!
“Peace upon earth, goodwill to men” – The bells of Christmas time! O happy bells, ring loud, ring loud The day of Bethlehem: O solemn bells, ring low, ring low A death-knell over them: Bringing to her the remembrance Of childhood’s sunny glow, Of years once glad and peaceful And pure as the Christmas snow, Of things that can never be now undone That were done in the long ago.
XI O Christ! O Christ! Art Thou near To catch those parched lips’ cry, To see that trembling tear In her troublous yearning eye,