When other trees are brown;
Of all the trees (So saith the rhyme)
The holly bears the crown.
December days are drawing near.
When I shall come to town,
And carol-boys go singing clear
Of all the trees (O hush and hear!)
The holly bears the crown!
For who so well-beloved and merry
As the scarlet Holly Berry?
Flower Fairies of the Winter,
Cicely Mary Barker
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Aleister Crowley - The Book Of The LawWh Auden - The Song Of The Sybil Voluspa
Aleister Crowley - The Fun Of The Fair
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