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Hamish Hendry

Silver Bells

Across the snow the Silver Bells

Come near and yet more near;

Each Day and Night, each Night and Day

They tinkle soft and clear.

'Tis Father Christmas on his way

Across the winter Snows;

While on his sleigh the Silver Bells

Keep chiming as he goes.

I listen for them in the Night,

I listen all the Day,

I think these merry Silver Bells

Are long, long on the way!

— Hamish Hendry