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  In December ring
  Every day the chimes;
  Loud the gleemen sing
In the streets their merry rhymes.
   Let us by the fire
   Ever higher
Sing them till the night expire.

  Shepherds at the grange,
  Where the Babe was born,
  Sang, with many a change,
Christmas carols until morn.
   Let us by the fire
   Ever higher
Sing them till the night expire!

  These good people sang
  Songs devout and sweet;
  While the rafters rang,
There they stood with freezing feet.