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. A Christmas greeting:. Flowers in literature. J*' ' A?r-<^AaBitSW-''';-*g.^!S^iK:si ^,.iS,i.,,...^^ lilLY OP THE UALLEY. KONDEAU. The bells were told to ring in glee The day when first thou cam'st to be Our home's delight; and in my By Love's supreme, mysterious a These bells have rung unceasingly. And on this day there comes to me Anew the tender memory Of that sweet joy, which but in The bells were told. Dear child, in whose sweet eyes I see The Heaven that waits above for me, How far from me would Heaven How comfortless would be my h If through some darkened day for th The bells ivere

. A Christmas greeting:. Flowers in literature. J*' ' A?r-<^AaBitSW-''';-*g.^!S^iK:si ^,.iS,i.,,...^^ lilLY OP THE UALLEY. KONDEAU. The bells were told to ring in glee The day when first thou cam'st to be Our home's delight; and in my By Love's supreme, mysterious a These bells have rung unceasingly. And on this day there comes to me Anew the tender memory Of that sweet joy, which but in The bells were told. Dear child, in whose sweet eyes I see The Heaven that waits above for me, How far from me would Heaven How comfortless would be my h If through some darkened day for th The bells ivere  Stock Photo
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. A Christmas greeting:. Flowers in literature. J*' ' A?r-<^AaBitSW-''';-*g.^!S^iK:si ^,.iS,i.,,...^^ lilLY OP THE UALLEY. KONDEAU. The bells were told to ring in glee The day when first thou cam'st to be Our home's delight; and in my By Love's supreme, mysterious a These bells have rung unceasingly. And on this day there comes to me Anew the tender memory Of that sweet joy, which but in The bells were told. Dear child, in whose sweet eyes I see The Heaven that waits above for me, How far from me would Heaven How comfortless would be my h If through some darkened day for th The bells ivere tolled !. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original work.. White, James Terry, 1845-1920. [from old catalog]. San Francisco, J. T. White & co.

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