Magic words! magic words! Ah! dear as to the dying flow’r, The starry dews that balm infuse, And whisper of the fallen show’r! Sweet as the bubbling desert spring To one who wanders o’er the sands, Are those chance words, that sow like birds The flowering seeds of happier lands! Magic words! what are they? Things the simplest tongue may say! Magic words! magic words! O let them live on ev’ry lip, A source of bliss, of holiest kiss, And bond of fairest fellowship. And evermore at this blest time, Tho’ winter’s snows o’erspread the scene, One magic call, to bind us all, Shall be old Christmas’ evergreen! Magic words! are not they Offerings meet for Christmas Day? London:--Printed by G. BARCLAY, Castle St. Leicester Sq. FOOTNOTE: [A] Edith, in the Anglo-Saxon language, signifies Peacemaker. TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES: Italicized text is surrounded by underscores: _italics_. Superscripted characters are preceded by a carat character: lith^{rs}. Obvious typographical errors have been corrected. Inconsistencies in hyphenation have been standardized. Archaic or variant spelling has been retained.