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First Line: I ask no merrier christmas
Last Line: That night.
Subject(s): Christmas Gifts

I ask no merrier Christmas
Than the hungry bereft and cold shall know
That night.
This is all I can give so that none shall want --
My heart and soul to share their depth of woe.
I will not bribe their misery not to haunt
My merrymaking by proffer of boon
That should only mock the grief that is rightly theirs.
Here I shall sit, the fire out, and croon
All the dismal and joy-forsaken airs,
Sole alone, and thirsty with them that thirst,
Hungry with them that hunger and are accurst.
No storm that night can be too untamed for me;
If it is woe on earth, woe let it be!
Am I a child that I should refuse to see?
What could I plead asking them to be glad
That night?
My right?
Nay it is theirs that I with them should be sad
That night.

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