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The wedding chime rings on the air,
He leads her to the alter fair,
Her name is Peace, her smile so rare
Can banish every thought of care.
Her tender glance his heart can cheer,
He seems no longer cold and drear,
His merry laughter, now I hear;
Light-hearted, gay
        December.

Ring Christmas bells, the echoes wake;
The joyous feast, let all partake.
We love thee for thy dear one's sake,
We hail thee, glad
        December.

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