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THE FIRESIDE.

WHEN the snow-flakes softly rustle
On the darkened window-pane,
And the night-winds moan and murmur
In a wild and fitful strain—
Oh I how welcome is the cheerful,
Brightly burning, ruddy light,
Glowing from the evening fireside,
Glowing, sparkling, warm and bright !

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Row the mellow beams are dancing
On the ceiling, in the hall,
E'en within the hearth's dark corners,•
With a gentle glance they fall.
And in the clear and pleasant radiance,
As in the waves of gold it plays,
Melts the soul that's filled with sadness,
Lights the eye with radiant rays.

Loved ones meet around the fireside,
Through the dreary winter eve,
Whilst the storm without is wildest,
Tales of other days to weave.
Songs that to the heart are dearest,
Breathe upon the hallowed air ;
Voices gay in mirth are mingled,
" Household words" are sweetest there.

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How the aged and the weary
Look back to the happy hearth,
Ily whose merry light they sported,
Ere they tasted aught but mirth.
Though the glow has long been faded,
Brighter than of yore it burns,
When the spirit, worn with wandering,
To that cherished vision turns.

Then while falling snow-flakes rustle
On the darkened window-pane,
Let us gather round the fireside,
Heedless of the night-wind's reign.
And when life's cold winter cometh,
'Mid the darkness and the storm,
We'll again in memory's chamber
Meet around the fireside warm.

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