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Gifts are the beads of Memory's rosary,
Whereon she reckons kind remembrances
Of friends and old affections.
Christmas, you are welcome here;
Christmas comes but once a year.
Come—as in the good old time.
With gift, and song, aod tale, and rhyme.
LONDON
FISHER, SON, AND JACKSON, NEWGATE STREET.
1832.