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The Song Book 325
CCXLVIII
DECK THE HALL WITH BOUGHS OF HOLLY |
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See the flowing bowl before us, Strike the harp and join the chorus ; Follow me in merry measure, While I sing of beauty's treasure.
Fast away the old year passes, Hail the new, ye lads and lasses ! Laughing, quaffing, all together, Heedless of the wind and weather.
Words (translated from Talhaiarn) by Oliphant. Tune New Year's Eve.
From Thomas's Welsh Melodies. |
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