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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384345" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Christmas Fancies</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, <br>We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.<br>		And etched on vacant places, <br>		Are half forgotten faces<br>Of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know –<br>When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Uprising from the ocean of the present surging near, <br>We see, with strange emotion that is not free from fear, <br>		That continent Elysian<br>		Long vanished from our vision, <br>Youth’s lovely lost Atlantis, so mourned for and so dear, <br>Uprising from the ocean of the present surging near.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When gloomy gray Decembers are roused to Christmas mirth, <br>The dullest life remembers there once was joy on earth, <br>		And draws from youth’s recesses<br>		Some memory it possesses, <br>And, gazing through the lens of time, exaggerates its worth, <br>When gloomy gray December is roused to Christmas mirth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When hanging up the holly or mistletoe, I wis<br>Each heart recalls some folly that lit the world with bliss.<br>		Not all the seers and sages<br>		With wisdom of the ages<br>Can give the mind such pleasure as memories of that kiss<br>When hanging up the holly or mistletoe, I wis.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For life was made for loving, and love alone repays, <br>As passing years are proving for all of Time’s sad ways.<br>		There lies a sting in pleasure, <br>		And fame gives shallow measure, <br>And wealth is but a phantom that mocks the restless days, <br>For life was made for loving, and only loving pays.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Christmas bells are pelting the air with silver chimes, <br>And silences are melting to soft, melodious rhymes, <br>		Let Love, the worlds beginning, <br>		End fear and hate and sinning; <br>Let Love, the God Eternal, be worshipped in all climes<br>When Christmas bells are pelting the air with silver chimes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.
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		Are half forgotten faces
Of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know –
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