Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.

Tread softly! All the earth is holy ground.

Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely, Love Divine; Love was born at Christmas; Star and angels gave the sign.

Christmas hath a beauty ... lovelier than the world can show.

Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?

For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.

Observe this dew-drenched rose of Tyrian gardens A rose today. But you will ask in vain Tomorrow what it is; and yesterday It was the dust, the sunshine, and the rains.