The minstrels played their Christmas tune To-night beneath my cottage-eaves;

While, smitten by a lofty moon, The encircling laurels, thick with leaves,

Gave back a rich and dazzling sheen, That overpowered their natural green.

Through hill and valley every breeze Had sunk to rest with folded wings:

Keen was the air, but could not freeze, Nor check, the music of the strings;

So stout and hardy were the band That scraped the chords with strenuous hand.

And who but listened?--till was paid Respect to every inmate's claim,

The greeting given, the music played In honour of each household name,

Duly pronounced with lusty call, And "Merry Christmas" wished to all.

Christmas Song Lyrics
(In Memory of Mel Torme)

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos. Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe Help to make the season bright Tiny tots with their eyes all a-glow Will find it hard to sleep tonight. They know that Santa's on his way He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh And every mother's child is gonna spy To see if reindeer really know how to fly. And so I'm offering this simple phrase To kids from one to ninety-two Although it's been said many times, many ways Merry Christmas to you. </PRE>

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