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CHRISTMAS EVE, by            
First Line: The north wind rustles in the roads
Last Line: His blessing gave to struggling men.
Subject(s): Christmas; Gifts & Giving; Jesus Christ - Childhood & Youth; Santa Claus; Nativity, The; Nicholas, Saint

THE north wind rustles in the roads
Where snow is spreading blankets light,
And on the window-panes of shops
The frost weaves portières of white.

The sad old stars peep out to watch
Their precious child, the Christmas Eve,
Who comes in sable chariot
To give the world a short reprieve.

Through darkened street the toiler plods,
He whistles soft a roundelay,
With mind intent upon the thought,
To-morrow is a holiday.

At midnight when the lights are out,
The world, all breathless, seems to pause
To welcome with a little bow
The kingly form of Santa Claus.

Then through the watches of the night
There falls the voice of Him, again,
Who, long ago, in Palestine,
His blessing gave to struggling men.

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