Bring holly, rich with berries red,
And bring the sacred mistletoe;
Fill high each glass, and let hearts
With kindliest feelings flow;
So sweet it seems at home once more
To sit with those we hold most dear,
And keep absence once again
To keep the Merry Christmas here.
The final verse of By the Christmas Hearth, a poem published in an 1860s Christmas edition of Harper’s Weekly
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