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Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep read more
Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep up Christmas merry still.
Sharp is the kiss of the falcon's beak.
Sharp is the kiss of the falcon's beak.
Let nothing offensive to the ear or the eye enter these
thresholds, within which youth dwells.
Let nothing offensive to the ear or the eye enter these
thresholds, within which youth dwells.
All is well with him, who is beloved of his neighbours.
All is well with him, who is beloved of his neighbours.
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
An injury may prove a blessing.
An injury may prove a blessing.
The pleasure of what we enjoy is lost by coveting more.
The pleasure of what we enjoy is lost by coveting more.
But time strips our illusions of their hue,
And one by one in turn some grand mistake
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But time strips our illusions of their hue,
And one by one in turn some grand mistake
Casts off its bright skin yearly like a snake.