Without the door let sorrow lie, And if, for cold, it hap to die, Wee ’le bury ’t in a Christmas pye, And evermore be merry. WITHER’S JUVENILIA. Now Christmas is come, Let us beat up the drum, And call all our neighbors together. And when they appear, Let us make them such cheer, As will keep out the wind and the weather. OLD SONG. A Christmas baby! Now, isn’t that the best kind of a Christmas gift for us all? FATHER STEPHEN BARTON (1821). Clara Barton was a Christmas present, given to the world. Bridgeport (Conn.) _Standard_ (—In 1912). The sweet love-planted Christmas tree. WILL CARLETON. A good conscience is a continual Christmas. BENJAMIN FRANKLIN. This day shall change all griefs and quarrels into love. SHAKESPEARE. I will honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year. CHARLES DICKENS. On Christmas Day we will shut out from our fireside nothing. CHARLES DICKENS. ’Tis the season for kindling the fire of hospitality in the hall, the genial fire of charity in the heart. WASHINGTON IRVING. I was born on one bright Christmas day, and I am told that there was a great family jubilation upon the occasion. CLARA BARTON. For which the shepherds at their festivals Carol her goodness loud in rustic lays. JOHN MILTON. The winds ever chant on the bright Christmas morn, The sweetest of carols for “Two” that were born. E. MAY GLENN TOON. CHRISTMAS A CHRISTMAS CAROL (1894) For my 30,000 Sea Island Friends A Loving Greeting and Merry Christmas. CLARA BARTON. Lo! The Christmas morn is breaking, Bring the angels bright array, For the Christian world is waking, And the Lord is born to-day. Shout then, brothers; shout and pray, For the blessed Lord is born to-day. No more tears and pain and sorrow, Hark! I hear the angels say Blessed be the bright to-morrow, For the Lord is born to-day. Shout then, sisters; shout and pray, For the blessed Lord is born to-day.