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Let me walk with my brother. In perfect Are met in thee tonight. O morning stars Glorious now behold Him arise The winds of change whispers in the trees . Joy to the World with Lyrics | Christmas Carol & Song | Children Love to Sing. Have gathered round. The tops of trees. Oh what a day! Glorious! Pitter patter. Fallin' rain I can't Glorious! Baby blue jay. Squawkin' in the cherry tree. Oh, what a day! Glorious! . Where they'll meet I am walking on this earth. Stronger than. (“THROUGH THE TREES” lyrics translated into FRENCH) Such a tiny glorious queen . And when we meet at the river to cross to that gleaming shore .. Through the dead leaves, I walk marked with blood and wherever I step, the night .
My voice thou hearest in the breaker's roar— That sound which never failed since time began, And first around the world the shining tumult ran.
II I light the sea and wake the sleeping land. My footsteps on the hills make music, and my hand Plays like a harper's on the wind-swept pines. Wide over lake and plain my sunlight shines And every wave and every blade of grass Doth know me as I pass; And me the western sloping mountains know, and me The far-off, golden sea. O man, who watchest by that golden sea!
Grieve not, O, grieve not thou, but lift thine eye And see me glorious in the sunset sky! Yea, even the night is mine When the Northern Lights outshine, And all the wild heavens throb in ecstasy divine;— Yea, mine deep midnight, tho' the black sky lowers, When the sea burns white and breaks on the shore in starry showers.
And I all sweet first things that are: First songs of birds, not perfect as at last,— Broken and incomplete,— And I the first faint glimmer of a star To the wreckt ship that tells the storm is past; The first keen smells and stirrings of the Spring; First snowflakes, and first May-flowers after snow; The silver glow Of the new moon's ethereal ring; The song the morning stars together made, And the first kiss of lovers under the first June shade.
V My sword is quick, my arm is strong to smite In the dread joy and fury of the fight.
I am with those who win, not those who fly; With those who live I am, not those who die. Nay, nay, that word Where I am is unheard; For I am the spirit of youth that cannot change, Nor cease, nor suffer woe; And I am the spirit of beauty that doth range Through natural forms and motions, and each show Of outward loveliness. With me have birth All gentleness and joy in all the earth.
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Raphael knew me, and showed the world my face; Me Homer knew, and all the singing race— For I am the spirit of light, and life, and mirth. The birds they sing upon the wing, the pigeons bill and coo, And over hill and hollow rings again the loud halloo: Within the farmer's meadow a brown-eyed daisy blows, And down at the edge of the hollow a red and thorny rose.Meet The Plastics -- Gacha Verse -- GVMV
How strange at such a time of day the mill should stop its clatter! The farmer's wife is listening now and wonders what's the matter. O, wild the birds are singing in the wood and on the hill, While whistling up the hollow goes the boy that minds the mill.
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Thou who wouldst be wise Open wide thine eyes; Pluck the one perfect flower! Than death there is a deathlier. I thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along th' unbroken song Of peace on earth, good will to men.
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And in despair I bowed my head "There is no peace on earth," I said, "For hate is strong and mocks the song Of peace on earth, good will to men. Nuttin' For Christmas S. Bennett c I broke my bat on Johnny's head; Somebody snitched on me. I hid a frog in sister's bed; Somebody snitched on me. I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug; I made Tommy eat a bug; Bought some gum with a penny slug; Somebody snitched on me. Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas 'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad. I put a tack on teacher's chair somebody snitched on me. I tied a knot in Susie's hair somebody snitched on me. I did a dance on Mommy's plants climbed a tree and tore my pants Filled the sugar bowl with ants somebody snitched on me.
So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas Mommy and Daddy are mad. I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas 'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
I won't be seeing Santa Claus; Somebody snitched on me. He won't come visit me because Somebody snitched on me. Next year I'll be going straight; Next year I'll be good, just wait I'd start now, but it's too late; Somebody snitched on me. So you better be good whatever you do 'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you, You'll get nuttin' for Christmas.
There'll be walk-a-round songs and talk-a-round songs Songs of the inn and stable.
There'll be morning time songs and evening time songs And grace at every table. And Jingle bells will jingle all the way all day. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Everywhere you go; There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, One in the park as well The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas soon the bells will start And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing Right within your heart.
Sleep Well, Little Children A. Klatzkin c Sleep well, little children, wherever you are; Tomorrow is Christmas beneath every star.