Once, in a Christmas dream, I came to see
The beauty of the greatest Christmas tree;
A tree that was magnificent and tall,
A tree that seemed to tower over all.
Among its burdened boughs … all white with snow
The stars would seem to twinkle, and to glow;
And at its top …. so lovely in the night,
A great and brilliant star gave out its light.
How vividly that tree stood on the hill,
There, in the Winter night, so calm and still.
I know the meaning of that Christmas dream,
The giant tree, the brilliant star agleam,
For there beneath the white and drifted snow
Was wrapped—the precious gift that we all know;
A gift that is magnificent and grand,
Our wonderful … our peaceful … native land.
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