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He sees you in the brilliant glow Of Christmas, 'neath the mistletoe,
And breathes the perfume of your hair; He loves you as he loved you when He told you so, and kissed you then—
He sees you sitting, pensive there.
Then do not sigh again, my dear, He loves you truly; never fear
That aught may wile his heart from you. He'll come with one more Christmas day And kiss your anxious tears away
As sunshine does the dew.
From out the half-light—almost gloom— That grays the presence of your room,
He'll bring the light of long ago, And with your head upon his breast, In love's delight, and peace, and rest,
He'll kiss you 'neath the mistletoe. |
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"BUFFALO BILL," A KNIGHT OF THE WEST.
Who is this gallant cavalier that rides in from
the West ? His horse, and gun, and trappings are the truest
and the best; |
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