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When one bright star
Found a manger bed,
Where Shepherds and Kings
Were softly led...
A Christmas tale
Would soon unfold
With songs of joy
And flames of gold.
Now Advent brings
The gifts, the cards-
When Snowmen smile
In frosty yards.
While fir-trees gleam
With candle light-
And ghostly voices call:
"Good Night"
