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in the midst of20
at the end of16
i do not know15
the middle of the12
the end of the12
in the middle of12
the head of the11
in front of the11
at the head of9
there was a little9
the door of the9
a great deal of8
love is the whole8
in the course of8
with an air of8
the rest of the8
one of the most8
that he could not8
at the foot of8
in one of the7
the windows of the7
it was christmas eve7
the foot of the6
in the days of6
oello and her husband6
the side of the6
and the young men6
a merry christmas to6
heard the sound of6
seemed to be a6
a good deal of6
the sound of music6
children of the sun6
and there was a6
the story of the6
of one of the6
part of the country6
i could not help5
the wit of the5
as if it had5
there was not a5
they did not know5
at one end of5
on the other side5
perhaps it was because5
middle of the room5
in a kind of5
up and down the5
on the other hand5
that it was all5
and that it was5
end of the hall5
was a little boy5
that it was the5
it is all right5
christmas day in the5
in the shadow of5
and he named one5
are children of the5
in the language of5
that there was no5
the days of the5
one end of the5
i am sorry to5
the rounds of the5
they are children of5
it was in a5
the midst of the5
on christmas day in5
from the depths of5
tell you a story4
as if they were4
of castles and manor4
eve and christmas day4
headed old gentleman next4
great part of the4
i do not mean4
in honour of the4
the sun of a4
and his wife and4
had not been long4
old halls of castles4
on the part of4
as well as she4
merry christmas to you4
smaller of the two4
he was a complete4
will do the best4
spirit dares stir abroad4
at the bottom of4
and he read the4
it would have been4
it seemed to me4
the bell and hammer4
i did not know4
was served up in4
and he had two4
on the subject of4
was told that the4
the midst of their4
am half inclined to4
of a warrior in4
not help smiling at4
of the old school4
the preceding evening had4
i am half inclined4
he did not know4
the harp and the4
drove up to the4
of the neighbouring peasantry4
i could not but4
time out of mind4
the number of the4
keep out the cold4
merely because it is4
day in the morning4
help smiling at this4
the traditionary customs of4
of old english hospitality4
there was no more4
from days of yore4
i do not believe4
apri defero reddens laudes4
out of the coach4
he was accompanied by4
do not mean that4
not do without him4
it was certain that4
and one of the4
the bottom of his4
on the back seat4
once there was a4
our pleasures from the4
part of the company4
he sat in the4
when it was all4
the old halls of4
the top of a4
i heard the sound4
for a few moments4
on the opposite wall4
a great part of4
could not do without4
i was told that4
the tenements of the4
the smaller of the4
and so it was4
am sorry to say4
and two or three4
she did not know4
the voice of the4
for the first time4
the rays of a4
the language of the4
air of the most4
of the fighting twenty4
the squire was a4
the shadow of the4
of the preceding evening4
of it in the4
he went down the4
of the ancient school4
according to ancient custom4
no spirit dares stir4
it seemed as if4
he had two kittens4
which he informed me4
out in the street4
was extremely careful to4
the parson rebuking the4
and year by year4
could not help smiling4
of a merry christmas4
the top of the4
i had not been4
the noise of the4
to say that the4
the fable of the4
it was clear that4
and the king said4
of the king of4
one of his ancestors4
the course of his4
with the air of4
the policeman on the4
the parson had been4
halls of castles and4
the homes of the4
parson had been a4
the way in which4
the sound of minstrelsy4
which was an enormous4
up to the door4
of the delicatessen store4
in the habit of4
brought up in the4
master simon was in4
the nobility and gentry4
and now and then4
the midst of her4
one of the family4
a little of the4
as he went down4
caught a glimpse of4
the younger part of4
younger part of the4
i should like to4
christmas eve and christmas4
a warrior in armour4
as if they had4
an air of the4
of a troop of4
defero reddens laudes domino4
appeared to be the4
had an air of4
the subject of christmas4
he was in the4
was followed by a4
caput apri defero reddens4
to keep out the4
was thought by the4
preceding evening had been4
of the games and4
knew that it was3
it had been the3
the business of the3
on the east side3
head of the table3
a voice that was3
he had thought of3
he thought of it3
and there was no3
was assembled in a3
we will do the3
to the top of3
who had come in3
had gone to the3
must music be in3
of the most beautiful3
it was all a3
read the story of3
as i have been3
goodly and gracious assemblage3
a real christmas tree3
the king of great3
the hens and chickens3
the poor from the3
the wind and the3
not mean to have3
members of the family3
had to leave her3
wife and little ones3
for so it had3
at the entrance to3
the valley of the3
give it to me3
and it was all3
the place of the3
found the parson rebuking3
shy glance of love3
that was the way3
that she was amusing3
in the corner by3
with a watchful eye3
they were not in3
now there was a3
flattened against the window3
christmas board display a3
to the church to3
the door of a3
plucking to pieces a3
by the side of3
and partly lit up3
globe of circular light3
the joviality of long3
the wolf from the3
of the mother of3
one of the two3
merry christmas to all3
with a look of3
up by the cold3
year by year the3
was the day before3
piece of white paper3
board display a more3
place in the world3
i do not think3
had turned the corner3
with which he had3
brought peace and good3
was the belief that3
as if it were3
and they were not3
at the three cygnets3
a most whimsical grouping3
receive them and their3
back from the street3
christmas in the tenements3
assembled in a large3
as it was the3
and there was one3
something of an air3
bed in the corner3
the doctor had told3
gracious assemblage of countenances3
one of the public3
had not seen the3
fancifully wrought at top3
the land of the3
i was a little3
at the mouth of3
christmas tree in the3
chuckling and rubbing his3
as if he had3
was in the habit3
now or never must3
that he was a3
became more and more3
if the old man3
out of the question3
the light of the3
was amusing herself with3
that he had not3
for a little while3
did not know what3
to sit on the3
was one of them3
we found the parson3
there was a general3
metamorphosed in various ways3
as one of the3
it could not have3
midnight there was a3
it is true that3
went over to the3
was in a heavy3
at midnight there was3
dance and sing to3
thrown in deep shadow3
presented a most whimsical3
partly thrown in deep3
a man with a3
did not seem to3
in a waiter with3
into flourishes and flowers3
been metamorphosed in various3
down darkling and repining3
and presented a most3
what the christmas sun3
it was one of3
most whimsical grouping of3
the heart of new3
to be found in3
went down the street3
the parson said grace3
the boys and girls3
of the good old3
the man at the3
it was a wretched3
wit of the village3
orchestra was in a3
for the last time3
more goodly and gracious3
of the year that3
to make sure that3
he was glad to3
display a more goodly3
she knew how to3
the office of the3
time for me to3
his way to the3
when i was a3
she went to the3
not seem to be3
there was a cry3
find a place to3
as if she had3
i had time to3
wrought at top into3
she was amusing herself3
he was not a3
the song of the3
the great oaken gallery3
i regret to say3
from the four corners3
gates were not chidden3
it came to pass3
and gracious assemblage of3
it is so much3
he was going to3
echoing back the joviality3
in a large old3
mother had told you3
but she knew how3
the old man was3
one of the old3
not know how to3
in the pocket of3
said a voice that3
it had been a3
i know not what3
them with a kind3
might not be at3
the part of the3
for the second time3
had never heard of3
it is one of3
on reaching the church3
sexton for having used3
in the solemn midnight3
whimsical grouping of heads3
the ladies of the3
was a cry made3
laura and the babies3
but i did not3
use to receive them3
what was the matter3
up five flights of3
went up into the3
top into flourishes and3
with a smile that3
that is the way3
who had fought with3
the door softly behind3
the train had been3
i am very sorry3
and now it was3
three or four regiments3
is a santa claus3
from the tenements of3
sit down darkling and3
christmas sun saw in3
the war was over3
that there was not3
poor from the gates3
in a small gallery3
in that part of3
the reins with something3
better than they knew3
a cup of tea3
with some of the3
frosty thraldom of winter3
not know my mother3
to the door of3
as if the blood3
room filled with the3
in such a hurry3
it may be that3
amusing herself with plucking3
a little girl sat3
on the corner and3
of the revolution was3
had been metamorphosed in3
on the holy eve3
blowing in the yule3
by the light of3
seemed to me as3
it was pushed open3
to be in at3
with something of an3
there is a santa3
king of great britain3
at top into flourishes3
back the joviality of3
and thus it was3
a high roman nose3
to me as if3
was in the old3
the path to the3
the whole of the3
herself with plucking to3
effigy of a warrior3
the room filled with3
it is too bad3
did not know how3
to join in the3
with a kind of3
headed sexton for having3
brought in a waiter3
by the cold moonshine3
who was to be3
sun saw in the3
middle of the floor3
train had been metamorphosed3
in a few minutes3
passed them in review3
the best we can3
growing more and more3
author of happy thoughts3
the first verse of3
throws down the reins3
to receive them and3
and when the little3
the end of a3
saw a great light3
do the best we3
it was a great3
did christmas board display3
and by the time3
as much as a3
one of the best3
chaise drove up to3
out into the street3
from the main road3
ran down to the3
for a christmas present3
he was the best3
he was very particular3
and a kind word3
or never must music3
and there is no3
once in a while3
with something of a3
i caught a glimpse3
regret to say that3
be found in the3
did not know my3
one of the girls3
for having used mistletoe3
never did christmas board3
great was her indifference3
never must music be3
as if i had3
partly lit up by3
of the train had3
did not mean to3
letter to santa claus3
a copy of the3
the service of the3
for one of the3
was alice to say3
morning the doctor had3
despoiled of every charm3
and out of the3
the th of december3
they went to bed3
would have been glad3
had never seen before3
but there had been3
the good man had3
as the church is3
the honest face of3
it was just as3
with the assistance of3
with the smell of3
nature lies despoiled of3
know my mother had3
was one of the3
the sound of the3
was in a small3
each and every one3
them and their goods3
but he did not3
of the charity organization3
a bit of a3
for some of the3
with whom he had3
those who were not3
by one of the3
the shy glance of3
do not think that3
to pieces a choice3
the depths of his3
he throws down the3
be in at the3
music be in tune3
where he had been3
the gates were not3
would have been a3
from the gates were3
if he had been3
to keep up the3
the mother of god3
it would be a3
take it to the3
it was the day3
and the ladies of3
that had come to3
was a kind of3
one heart and one3
there would have been3
merry old english games3
he had been caught3
my mother had told3
bridget up five flights3
the other side of3
that she must have3
to this day that3
had not been heard3
was on the tribune3
and rubbing his hands3
parson rebuking the gray3
who was a great3
two or three more3
a more goodly and3
had gone to bed3
member of the family3
a choice bouquet of3
as it may be3
for there was no3
honest face of hospitality3
wolf from the door3
it was in the3
in the court of3
the christmas sun saw3
and gave it to3
so great was her3
as if it would3
face at the window3
and sit down darkling3
saw in the tenements3
pieces a choice bouquet3
with plucking to pieces3
i returned to the3
the end of it3
the orchestra was in3
and the host of3
they could not do3
but i held on3
he had ever heard3
which was assembled in3
in the old town3
was in a bad3
could not but feel3
lies despoiled of every3
much of a place3
if it had been3
down the reins with3
rest of the train3
as she opened it3
she must go to3
little dogs and all3
lit up by the3
now and then a3
the baby woke up3
five flights of stairs3
yet there was a3
there is nothing in3
a corner of the3
the old family mansion3
the little dogs and3
in a little while3
reins with something of3
page quotation mark added3
keep the wolf from3
the corner by the3
who was alice to3
the sound of little2
music in a small2
which the church was2
a longer stare than2
the carcases of three2
snow from every southern2
practical application of scraps2
quiet recesses of our2
the peasant and the2
was a prodigiously fine2
of the choicest gifts2
principally bound to the2
on to warm the2
from the new york2
up in the pew2
by the common people2
the thin haze that2
kinds of odd jobs2
putting the pipe to2
accompanied by a superannuated2
memory beyond the sterile2
should find the old2
to look forward with2
and on which he2
equal to that where2
richest and raciest wines2
door as if it2
jokes are rather small2
one of the dairymaids2
university to live lustily2
a german song about2
deal of revelry was2
certainly been in old2
to fight his way2
lurking waggery of expression2
has sought out all2
not but feel the2
seeing that i cannot2
of the presses ceased2
and particularly at this2
could well understand them2
duty next her hand2
and sound a lusty2
it is not that2
his coming was snuffed2
benevolent being to diffuse2
young gallant in the2
the church was decorated2
the christmas log to2
he shot across the2
straight to his work2
wrapped up in his2
might have found a2
curses and shouts were2
him with all the2
old song to suit2
we stopped a few2
night will lend thee2
the pleasures of the2
as he lay down2
countless headstones that bear2
whole of them were2
children from the tenements2
borne up on the2
and feast thy poor2
his practical application of2
yield up the relics2
the burden of which2
often laughed at by2
mother and the baby2
are not going to2
did not understand how2
shaded slopes and hollows2
i must be about2
disturbed by the ringing2
to appear at the2
resounded all day long2
to scare even the2
oaken seats beside the2
with great interest and2
top of a round2
their support by clasping2
and light and joy2
than the lingerings of2
events of the preceding2
a widow must not2
group that accompanies them2
christmas party was in2
mamma would wake up2
continually operating to cast2
silent benediction and floods2
showed that even he2
as he was the2
asked her to come2
of rare wit produce2
something stirred within her2
uttered by several of2
ghost stories throughout the2
almost disposed to join2
her talent for the2
christmas was ever to2
had dried and withered2
seeing her young master2
for he must have2
of parliament who once2
greetings were going on2
at first to the2
chorus beginning now let2
the wall of a2
it is well known2
in this stronghold of2
door that was drowned2
pleasing serenity that reigned2
into courts and alleys2
the housewives were stirring2
with a slight covering2
prevalence of rural habits2
and george and fanny2
his tail against the2
should occasion romping and2
and all possessed with2
strong enough to scare2
who endeavoured to break2
the dark thee cumber2
to one of the2
or two of the2
in new york only2
to be too hot2
a christmas anthem in2
in a heavy magnificent2
pie throughout the land2
let us beat up2
also an interest in2
pail in the middle2
such a mirror of2
with a heavy snow2
heard the distant toll2
the elbow in the2
they had nothing to2
is carefully put away2
been brought from the2
went in search of2
down on the bar2
curious preciseness and all2
against having anything on2
in a niche opposite2
a grizzled wig that2
was the dark river2
in which flowers and2
trees shut it from2
in full jubilee on2
smiled courage and cheer2
gave it to her2
of old legends and2
he had made diligent2
in the profound repose2
england in which the2
that had fallen upon2
of the last departing2
hear the questions asked2
and pathos during the2
the carol as now2
big boys and big2
boots which reach about2
the dry land of2
a bang upon the2
on which lay the2
christmas is called anti2
which he is buried2
low whine fell on2
the buxom health and2
in a few moments2
the recollection of a2
why things thus fragrant2
like old cremona fiddles2
a train came trooping2
he particularly delighted by2
blown his face to2
when i awoke the2
garland let us servire2
in the roman character2
gentleman rather intolerant in2
by her with gentle2
of halls and kitchens2
the flavour of those2
and day by day2
is still burnt in2
in all this land2
a little primitive dame2
a great thing to2
disappear through the door2
whirlwind swept whistling down2
swear in court to2
bachelors are so uncharitably2
his wig sitting most2
stray branch of a2
there was need of2
the dinner was served2
a state of hallowed2
eyes whenever he gave2
let us sing with2
honestly by a gold2
were butting their way2
head on christmas day2
more honest and genuine2
walls were several mural2
of a pair of2
bobbing about the surface2
had been forced by2
ever heard his father2
came to the doore2
gloom without makes the2
some bitter lamentations over2
effort of imagination to2
gave up his soul2
they do not know2
and threw up the2
her fairly off her2
of a sexton in2
and christmas candle were2
had taught her to2
burlesque imitation of an2
an admiring throng of2
loneliness when all around2
to find my old2
readers as are curious2
it had to leave2
pass between two bars2
careful management was sufficient2
the doorway and stole2
were forbidden to go2
observed that he exercised2
at the top of2
scene of annual infant2
foot of the stairs2
its touch recalled him2
the crazy old frame2
was reminded of those2
laid in the fireplace2
had come from the2
grew and filled the2
been prepared by the2
change of scene and2
holidays in the old2
the deep vault of2
rid of in a2
and established a musical2
so gave the boys2
pillars of whirling dust2
the rattling of the2
they comported with the2
they were all so2
immediately appeared at the2
two young men must2
grew merrier and louder2
and thought more like2
door let sorrow lie2
caught up a guitar2
in the depths the2
forgets a pack of2
it was suited to2
my face at the2
appealing to be taken2
stations there for the2
a little kindness growing2
days of the giants2
among the country people2
labouring for its improvement2
been forced by hard2
the same cup gave2
before to go among2
master simon to have2
will rarely meet with2
which lay on the2
sermon attended apparently with2
the squire kept up2
and dissipate themselves over2
every now and then2
partly because they belonged2
a lineal descendant of2
of cards on christmas2
we could make ourselves2
the last departing news2
the supper had disposed2
of which the small2
or going of a2
not stand with her2
for anything that should2
sunbeam works its way2
with the shriek of2
it was a dead2
perhaps it may be2
his pocket as he2
the squire had retired2
church bible and prayer2
but dirtier and tougher2
gathering film of misanthropy2
and a clock ticked2
i saw my little2
were in brisk circulation2
by a gold locket2
contention of holly and2
woo a widow must2
panelled with cornices of2
castles and stately manor2
the contention of holly2
i found myself as2
inviting the decent part2
forsaken many of those2
of the big boys2
and sunshine through the2
young one had a2
he made copious quotations2
round with copper and2
did what i could2
to all kind of2
and abandons the cattle2
been fond of those2
rolled through the deep2
branches of a numerous2
eyes those rows of2
much laughing and rallying2
with which the butler2
the crazy old pipe2
and broken heads in2
struck into another strain2
they were great favourites2
and late for bread2
for a fire of2
of grass with its2
across the yard the2
glittering through the dripping2
to spend the winter2
we ought to ascribe2
he named one kitten2
possessed with the gaiety2
upon the scene of2
glance of love more2
laughing housemaid an odd2
or how am i2
a nasal solo of2
the breaking up of2
meet thy silvery feet2
link between the old2
fancy used to draw2
it that has made2
they were all gone2
whatever else went to2
private instigation of mine2
sheltered under dark fir2
gravity of a spanish2
the frostiness of the2
of the village bell2
i should have been2
delivers a hare or2
his opinions by the2
through the frozen windows2
love of it that2
the small antique lattices2
battered pennies from the2
that may serve as2
that struggled to make2
number of auditors diminished2
at church on a2
they had been looking2
to skip from it2
was doubtless caused by2
sob and rose quickly2
hung round with copper2
the bed was of2
mansions of this country2
clangour of a troop2
something traditionary in their2
suspected there was a2
and puts the world2
sensible of the order2
festive ornamenting of halls2
from every southern declivity2
idea of a christmas2
moment he arrives where2
rub out one wrinkle2
we turn for our2
papa had gone before2
as merry as a2
and more tender and2
into any cabin in2
the course of a2
one as much as2
his eye for a2
simon had now to2
straw covered with dirty2
the gentle face of2
with the wind into2
word went over to2
we had passed for2
the murky smoke and2
up of the court2
the entrance of a2
strong doubts about the2
doctor had told her2
up in the hall2
see the respect shown2
of observing it not2
a long distance in2
himself upon keeping up2
had nothing to eat2
heart seemed overflowing with2
consideration that these fleeting2
the second chapter of2
smell like to a2
their long ears about2
the berries are all2
was merely making a2
she mumbled between her2
then reached our ears2
cast upon the floor2
their different lots in2
out of the land2
made wiser by this2
the girl caught a2
an epitome of country2
of the great day2
laid under contribution to2
frame for the wretched2
and the baby woke2
squire made his supper2
be boiled by daybreak2
out as he was2
bending over the stove2
a hearty and florid2
fountain of good feeling2
by careful management was2
furniture of which might2
was a general burst2
bars than the keenest2
according to their talk2
are apt to be2
came to a chorus2
of itself sufficient to2
like a priceless jewel2
renewed his bantering in2
is much antiquarian lore2
juntas of village idlers2
were all attention to2
an old church melody2
with knowing leer and2
had been adapted to2
and consideration along the2
bringing in of the2
by a nasal solo2
read on every sunday2
face toward the south2
and an old harper2
my head sank upon2
it glanced past the2
shouts about a great2
all sorts and sizes2
and seemed to have2
much antiquarian lore to2
himself with a little2
crippled dog that had2
in an attitude which2
away in the distance2
manly spirit which i2
being seated on a2
gloomy days and darksome2
these all look up2
dependence on each other2
the track of her2
men may be made2
song ended in a2
other luxuries of the2
the branches serving as2
cold that it was2
papists who observe it2
ordinance from the street2
was called by everybody2
in his researches after2
surmised from a heavy2
down the wall of2
now plums and spice2
by frequent potations of2
the sphere in which2
was warmth within and2
of a madcap gambol2
was endeavouring to follow2
tempted to steal from2
often filled with the2
merriment by harpings upon2
a lorde of misrule2
that searched every nook2
five hundred churches and2
more in good humour2
of a little primitive2
for the night with2
the way she knew2
centuries were figuring at2
claus having thus done2
other held over a2
ancient worthies of the2
be looked upon as2
been profusely decorated with2
saw him issue forth2
in store for himself2
brought the peasant and2
not more than six2
bed when a strain2
stick in her hand2
house spent much time2
the waste of ages2
was warmth and light2
then for the first2
fond of being teased2
come down in such2
by the parson with2
companions to wait with2
he traced to the2
home since you come2
while they circumscribe our2
at a round game2
embers of the yule2
with each passing minute2
attended by a servant2
the doorman put him2
heavy magnificent old style2
play the companion rather2
chance corner in the2
tinkling bell announced the2
connected with it among2
to the great hospital2
circulation in the villages2
anatomy of a man2
then no planets strike2
to come up to2
a sideboard was set2
informed me was a2
dressed very much in2
the step of the2
the distant fields to2
him out as he2
and with the air2
get rid of in2
out just under this2
that the latter was2
when he cum to2
thought of during dinner2
venerable magnificence of faded2
as old bachelors are2
serve as a general2
a member of parliament2
the attic over the2
sack of old falstaff2
logs had been heaped2
did not see her2
you have glances on2
in her young days2
if it went out2
one and all possessed2
all seemed more at2
rich peculiarities of ancient2
seemed to accord with2
which prevail at this2
so i found his2
heart dilate on entering2
to tunes that were2
preceding paper i have2
mind was not haunted2
of a cloudless sky2
in the whole world2
old woman immediately appeared2
wistful look into the2
large tracts of smiling2
spires of five hundred2
if they had not2
and he was indefatigable2
pleasures from the deep2
and the people on2
books for precedent and2
enough to scare even2
of the peasantry being2
to raise the latch2
earliest usages of the2
of the day was2
an old christmas carol2
there was no condition2
of the other servants2
travellers of inferior order2
required some effort of2
and striking their clubs2
much to tell you2
absolute authority on all2
down at the saloon2
worship in the morning2
almost fancied them into2
gave me a full2
as the coach rattles2
acquitted himself with great2
all blessings to an2
great trial was an2
impatience was with bantam2
found in a snug2
out of the same2
great is the contention2
because it is denominated2
banquets of the olden2
testimony to deep research2
was to burn all2
under this his nose2
saw cheerfulness in every2
the brief december day2
to drive from one2
to lay aside the2
let the world say2
thousands of abler pens2
ring with their merriment2
in these grave and2
of early college pranks2
was taken with an2
accompanied by sundry annotations2
of the great wood2
for tone than looks2
the cheerful flow of2
good voices among the2
went plentifully about with2
out of joe miller2
in at the death2
and importance of the2
take their stations there2
had sprung up with2
of peacocks about the2
and looked at it2
homes the whir of2
smallest eagerly accepted him2
to hang her stocking2
only family in england2
of theophilus of cesarea2
without makes the heart2
enemy to this honest2
but there it had2
at christmas in old2
quiet in the alley2
dried and withered away2
some enamoured country lass2
hall on christmas day2
was blinded in the2
christmas welcome had turned2
it on the coffin2
of jockey boots which2
the vehicle whirls by2
amusements had made him2
in the detective office2
about the gothic arch2
bent on the issue2
of one of his2
whenever he had a2
other forgotten champions of2
of those honest days2
colder and more cheerless2
i confess i had2
song to suit every2
music on the moral2
had been bedizened out2
say that they are2
in a moment he2
and hares hung dangling2
passed away with the2
but kept her eyes2
gathered from an excellent2
whole stock of erudition2
powerful a place in2
barge down by the2
loitering fiddler now and2
the alley got to2
the piles of smoked2
by the church altar2
with cornices of heavy2
prepared in some old2
our ears were suddenly2
death on the step2
seemed to be of2
a flock of children2
i value this delicious2
upon the comfortable chamber2
any of the galley2
of the young folks2
represent the bringing in2
being in the sphere2
and i know i2
forgotten the name of2
the chances were at2
to see the fondness2
to the right and2
hearty wish of a2
a good many of2
made by their different2
may serve as a2
were set on the2
dressed with caps and2
of the same warrior2
mamma in her kerchief2
of some cunning artificer2
on the frosty pane2
made a mottled streak2
in the heart of2
it was delightful to2
particularly gratified by the2
was full of practical2
extend far below the2
to poison the town2
at the first movement2
the other was buried2
the snow and upon2
feeble note of joy2
kitchen and the leakage2
the stamp of more2
fiddler now and then2
to which i am2
and told him to2
found it proceeded from2
time to dodge through2
and the sooty spectre2
a complete family chronicle2
which i particularly noticed2
my reader more in2
one on the pony2
between two big tenements2
filling every part of2
was changed into a2
were still fixed on2
lay stretched at his2
in again triumphantly with2
not a creature was2
did you hear from2
air of bustle and2
dreaming of the bustling2
a pretty rustic dress2
the sooty spectre in2
many of its themes2
the marquis of buckingham2
the very season of2
with all the warmth2
of little fairy beings2
the best of them2
ash that hung its2
these trees when a2
curiously mottled with red2
shelves that held there2
to take something to2
by any lucky chance2
soft italian tongue a2
he turned over the2
i found them at2
all their spits are2
one of any other2
at the very top2
they gradually died away2
each in his or2
lowered his tone as2
and i must do2
swirl of the unseen2
songs grew of a2
mansions of relations or2
gossiping over their ale2
of its strong local2
the veritable presence of2
he has commonly a2
at other times we2
had to grip his2
and clubbed it to2
commenced by the ladies2
wrinkle from the brow2
the language of their2
life that was in2
make itself heard above2
make no one afraid2
distinguished post was allotted2
air of profound gravity2
from distant friends for2
you with your heavenly2
mixture of whim and2
the manor was overrun2
roughly that he was2
to death on the2
each having his cup2
i have certainly heard2
naked branches of which2
up slight exhalations to2
is excited by the2
a pile of rags2
again among the endearing2
what kind of a2
for the impending feast2
winding all up by2
agility of a cat2
his number of auditors2
again triumphantly with the2
wish i had some2
caught by one and2
messages from santa claus2
course of his researches2
a way between the2
of the whole house2
accompanied by the blue2
calling to him to2
health and manly spirit2
the president of the2
foaming tankards of ale2
so than that night2
of the evening fire2
chiefly against the sun2
closely together by dependence2
been wounded at waterloo2
and filled the room2
the policy of the2
souls were in the2
or by some member2
holidays which agreeably interrupt2
a nursery rhyme book2
grounded upon divine scriptures2
depths the battle was2
said to get up2
of the meeting with2
told that the painting2
us at once to2
all the life that2
known care nor sorrow2
them with the sacred2
in fervour and pathos2
most beautiful little fairy2
and for the tenor2
opening into a hall2
and intermarriages of the2
even the sound of2
nell turns half around2
strain of music seemed2
trooping into the room2
have shrunk away within2
the pitcher down on2
we passed this sheltered2
keep it from all2
hard feeding into every2
that the squire was2
look upon it and2
fond of seeing others2
hollow blast of wintry2
blue and its cloudy2
whisper as they looked2
with whom he affirmed2
an irish bog more2
the moment can hardly2
borne upon the wings2
man had a legion2
such homes the whir2
though to her it2
was a good deal2
squeaking stairs the girl2
counter these six months2
a coat to his2
squire came out to2
they were made of2
which reach about half2
an enormous log glowing2
the hall with some2
his nose was shaped2
though the old hall2
odd such homes in2
the sun saw not2
pleasing effect in producing2
and then a great2
that my sagest deductions2
throngs of busy holiday2
girls are lying on2
a field beset with2
clubbed it to death2
summoned the servants to2
and spirited reliefs of2
some of the older2
something of a prospect2
cherishing fondness about the2
where the wind lay2
squire seated in his2
direct and superintend our2
exclaimed against having anything2
made to yield up2
frisking spaniel to the2
found that the good2
looked at it and2
herrick mentions it in2
hold so powerful a2
his or her way2
in a yell of2
from the cottage chimneys2
and left stretched endless2
mouth inhales it all2
broad story out of2
against the starlit sky2
were he spirituall or2
there are several superstitions2
anciently in great demand2
a price a millionaire2
season when no spirit2
to think their interests2
feast thy poor neighbours2
i soon found that2
noses flattened against the2
he did not remember2
proposed that we should2
the depth of winter2
and all had welcome2
the prettiest lasses in2
when i was on2
bread to fill the2
he kindled into warmth2
both eyes whenever he2
two stars of the2
peculiar hobby of mine2
hurry of the moment2
for a moment playing2
of great quickness and2
into jolly dimensions by2
upon a barren heath2
out of old books2
on the rites and2
in something of the2
agreeably interrupt the stillness2
much time this day2
family in england in2
the shooting stars attend2
was buried to the2
looking than either of2
singular mixture of whim2
a moment playing on2
loss to perceive the2
was very particular that2
how many of them2
not know a grander2
and of santa claus2
not much of a2
disposed to go to2
investigations into the festive2
churches and the tin2
great thing to have2
in all its plumage2
comforting himself with some2
of hospitality in the2
early morning service was2
many dark corners and2
laughed at by some2
talk of country christmasses2
them by some anecdotes2
all the warmth wherewith2
in it which i2
the rites and ceremonies2
but it was continued2
gravity with which the2
gratified by the exaltation2
to the traditionary customs2
most ancient and approved2
the drippings of the2
threat or a taunt2
was evidently the wit2
been friends so long2
just time to dodge2
so considered time out2
suit a monarchical government2
of which might have2
in england that exercises2
musical part of the2
defend his clipped yew2
is more of dissipation2
poor were alike welcome2
season for gathering together2
her husband did not2
settled down into a2
overpowering him by questions2
of the choir were2
enter and make merry2
the midst of his2
great log of wood2
know but a few2
its rays upon it2
who take their stations2
of the lower orders2
a dry perpetual bloom2
old gentleman being fond2
from the library for2
bitter tears he went2
friends to eat the2
on the dry land2
travelled with our wives2
a slight covering of2
uttered by a patron2
a few querulous notes2
his father meddle with2
and stretch himself again2
outline of a forlorn2
as he dropped in2
the light showy saloons2
every turn of his2
management was sufficient for2
had gathered from an2
the squire had left2
a gentleman of the2
reaching to his heels2
merely making a tour2
moonlight fell strongly upon2
and dispute among commentators2
be as merry as2
to keep a young2
yer papers not sold2
sunset glow kissing the2
will sometimes waft the2
usual animation to the2
play their parts in2
of indulging the bent2
of mortal terror and2
generally surrounded by an2
the women and children2
an occasional moment to2
the bed he had2
small accomplishments on the2
with many expressions of2
tomb of ancient workmanship2
the genial and social2
at everything he said2
only tradition of home2
in the veritable presence2
the lord of misrule2
darkling and repining in2
evergreens distributed about houses2
devotion punctually observed by2
feats they were to2
in the tenements the2
you there never was2
she wrapped the doll2
the instruction of the2
went on to lament2
and found it proceeded2
of a burnt cork2
effect among the glittering2
his face toward the2
the smallest eagerly accepted2
ancient rural life are2
by the squire himself2
that had not seen2
though he had been2
habits throughout every class2
determined it to be2
home on school vacations2
evidently something traditionary in2
by the gentry made2
acquainted in the course2
small sportsmen of the2
should a tramp boy2
very fond of seeing2
young girls in the2
in a cracked beer2
loaded with good cheer2
ray of warmth and2
society into a more2
i listened and listened2
the patched and threadbare2
is the world to2
where the boys were2
announced the coming or2
the deplorable decay of2
went round the house2
plate that might have2
when england was itself2
understood was the yule2
seats of the nobility2
the visitor took from2
up at the solemn2
to make way for2
and other topics of2
it is excited by2
true old english fare2
ceaseless clanking beside the2
the sign of the2
way of liza and2
conferences with the village2
one end of a2
fancies of the neighbouring2
versed in the genealogy2
though the moon does2
will send it to2
and papists who observe2
to direct and superintend2
into tears and hid2
mention the other makeshifts2
of old family portraits2
his apt quotations from2
bracebridge and master simon2
these stood the two2
with a lemon in2
rises green to memory2
were not in sunny2
was surrounded with evergreens2
of countless headstones that2
side for the social2
and drove her own2
contented himself with inviting2
delightful to see the2
the comfortable hearth of2
and the sergeant ordered2
and poor were alike2
perseverance of a commentator2
limbs felt not the2
simon was in a2
were at least even2
of candy and tinsel2
and shadows of his2
was introduced somewhat perplexed2
keep up the breed2
make merry on this2
at which her husband2
hasten forth to meet2
under contribution to furnish2
of ceremony and selfishness2
nibsy with shouts of2
man into the perpetrator2
and giving each other2
there was the hay2
issue forth with the2
him in a continual2
must have medicine and2
he was the idol2
been removed from the2
had succeeded terror and2
a point which no2
gentlemen dressed with caps2
from one stage to2
she shook the dust2
over modern breakfasts of2
there not thousands of2
the meeting to which2
neat kerchief and stomacher2
in the soft italian2
partnership with joe winter2
talked of gold and2
he acquitted himself with2
with which we look2
to go to church2
to the woman behind2
there was much laughing2
father was always scrupulous2
was a dead child2
kitchen and poverty gap2
gaiety of the lower2
look into the bare2
it is also called2
simply by the appellation2
heard many nights before2
all our neighbours together2
others sat smoking and2
while we were talking2
they dwell on the2
generally lagging a little2
the shadows of countless2
loaded also with hampers2
going to pass the2
skipped down from their2
in exchange for one2
popular being in the2
from under this his2
office of that ancient2
hundred churches and the2
the freshness of youthful2
and the wardrobes at2
rare and curious workmanship2
square it among pies2
knew it was christmas2
he might have a2
and a chance corner2
green to memory beyond2
fast gaining on the2
glory grew and filled2
rarest dish in all2
the footpath that led2
silver cross shone upon2
abstruse and complex for2
came in with a2
a mystery to poor2
depths of a blind2
the church was venerable2
and dark weazen face2
in the faithful discharge2
and clearing more bars2
and stood in a2
attack was commenced by2
of a split reed2
time by travelling over2
and the rattle of2
scare even the north2
and how truly is2
which was commonly called2
sometimes jerks a small2
the entrance to the2
up to them with2
earth there issued a2
serenity prevalent in those2
out one wrinkle from2
that i should find2
equal impartiality the spires2
display of cold meats2
of uproar and merriment2
he could imitate punch2
kind word or a2
mould on the rotten2
formed a band from2
impartiality the spires of2
seemed to have blown2
of the humble trophies2
had been a lonesome2
culled with curious taste2
fable of the sky2
morning sun had a2
at home as if2
of a december tour2
i can assure you2
wishes of the season2
still there seemed to2
sisters by the presents2
which i understood were2
dealing very much in2
a still more venerable2
it is doubtful if2
sunshine fell across it2
a vague discomfort that2
merrily down the middle2
of these embellishments of2
a bow of soiled2
had told him that2
made his supper of2
peers in their mantles2
and then penetrate through2
and talk of reform2
the authors who flourished2
flock of children danced2
which was placed with2
the interior of the2
and would fain hence2
she knew it was2
in every countenance throughout2
for the important purpose2
and he went out2
had given a bright2
games and holiday observances2
chimneys hanging over it2
to show the effects2
cranny of the big2
the perpetrator of a2
the moment the dance2
but in writing to2
fill the bowl of2
rushes through the hall2
handkerchief about his neck2
a broader and more2
to show off an2
when he was a2
must not stand with2
become visible and walk2
which overshadowed a considerable2
as nibsy had heard2
his papers into their2
and made it glisten2
up to the younger2
best hand at a2
echo his opinions about2
or three of the2
of miles away over2
made him fond of2
upon throngs of busy2
of the comforts of2
are herded in such2
a poem of his2
extremely careful to keep2
the coming or going2
have been reflected into2
smoke and sulphureous gleams2
smiling at this display2
hugged an old doll2
attitude which i am2
conceived the minuet to2
a cry of mortal2
windows jutting out and2
the year that gives2
their very souls were2
stillness of country life2
with a beautiful blush2
but the glory did2
of serving up the2
when i hear the2
the neighbouring gossips with2
in the skilful mixture2
tract of park beyond2
before their eyes those2
countenance of an old2
blade of grass with2
almost an appearance of2
blends with our conviviality2
it was made into2
and wrapped in her2
hath power to charm2
through the attic window2
sound of music was2
a little antiquated in2
desolation of the landscape2
contribution to furnish dresses2
the bark was changed2
you are disposed to2
how should a tramp2
their peals of laughter2
and they bring with2
noticed in the course2
thus done him a2
these tales were often2
hard times would be2
among the chills and2
place to each having2
of kindness and protection2
the rosy lips of2
had caused him to2
as he shifted the2
the christmas festivities of2
song about the christ2
games according to their2
of his ragged trousers2
he had the luck2
all occasions to fulfil2
temperament follow up any2
he had to combat2
great trust and dependence2
one window of the2
the watchman who got2
to give their little2
received a violent blow2
the squire denominated true2
a period of delightful2
alone in the footpath2
the childer to dance2
heard out in the2
jewels buried in the2
at christmas do repine2
sounds of rustic merriment2
jokes and innuendoes with2
of his felt shoes2
clink of glasses and2
had left six months2
of the doorway and2
he has culled with2
had time to scan2
thrown open at daylight2
and had been as2
served is in reginensi2
good from the looks2
support by clasping together2
frank bracebridge that the2
have been a beautiful2
green which adorns an2
crusader used to mount2
and are brought more2
ring repeatedly before we2
through which came the2
on a quavering course2
were thronged with customers2
as she shook the2
all his sober attempts2
some consequence at the2
a hard face stood2
of its being available2
discovered a woman bending2
loungers about the establishment2
tempered with a proper2
particular in having brought2
the black jacks went2
prevalent at this season2
the sound the fishermen2
one end an enormous2
the quaint features of2
the silent crowd made2
were inserted in the2
his opinions about horses2
silently beside him nestled2
holiday was the summit2
the narrow slit like2
about a great christmas2
down on his rough2
about the house were2
was pedantry so delightful2
not pressed for time2
pleasanter to please than2
foot of the rickety2
situation by the squire2
new strength to finish2
he lives at some2
this was a very2
danced at every christmas2
supper was announced shortly2
a frosty morning had2
was the young officer2
little french air of2
as a collection of2
the choicest gifts a2
the wall of wrath2
a table playing fan2
your heavenly ray gild2
soiled crape was nailed2
the sounds of rustic2
in genuine hospitality which2
the work of some2
was in as chirping2
children of a family2
where does the honest2
peacocks were birds of2
will keep out the2
and overpowering him by2
making a tour of2
glad to skip from2
all hearts met together2
the king and the2
rather dull at starting2
than one pane showed2
to steal from my2
everything went on lamely2
glances on every side2
that exercises a more2
he had taken care2
emancipation from the abhorred2
did not keep the2
merely to drive from2
peculiar to the season2
was young and gamesome2
familiarity of those above2
in consultation about the2
i was going to2
whose mind was not2
serving as hooks on2
of the social circle2
glossy branches of holly2
and tinsel on the2
print of the mother2
something to keep out2
the keen air of2
i greeted him with2
leaning against the wall2
very counterpart of one2
leaned back in his2
the light for several2
no sooner was supper2
upon the ceremonies of2
lament the deplorable decay2
with the pitcher was2
into another celestial choir2
sorrows of the world2
to be served is2
announcing peace and good2
is none to affright2
filial reverence for them2
squire went on to2
a clumsy pipe was2
this very numerous and2
of a little ragamuffin2
the wintry wind rattled2
old english writers as2
of bustle and importance2
did not heed it2
lazily shifted his position2
went on to inform2
second chapter of luke2
and enforcing them by2
faculty of the mind2
fellow with a retreating2
in the preceding paper2
had been thought of2
were thrown open at2
on a stool beside2
worn down society into2
a less characteristic surface2
over barrels and barriers2
to mind the time2
read even the dry2
a group of the2
to be the wit2
tossed her fairly off2
when the sound of2
he moved than mr2
announcement of the religion2
for he rode through2
could talk french and2
claus to find his2
surplus of bugs was2
round the saloon corner2
set the pitcher down2
truly honourable and enviable2
that should occasion romping2
and is eager to2
king charles at the2
consequence of the great2
a pair of jockey2
glisten like a priceless2
and all the waiters2
which we see crumbling2
of a vagrant bachelor2
the time and place2
the harper struck up2
and fell into a2
wintry wind rattled the2
for the coming of2
performing a christmas anthem2
victory there fell a2
and whirled over her2
the old ceremony of2
all of them have2
winds its rich foliage2
be the wit of2
and the beard on2
he admired this fashion2
on the fourth landing2
old bachelors are apt2
from my room at2
and live without blushing2
when night came on2
thoughts are more concentrated2
a heavy magnificent old2
it was continued throughout2
a specimen of my2
unluckily there was a2
was pressed against his2
lighting up the antiquated2
had picked it up2
five and twenty years2
old manor house almost2
a noise my merrie2
his household at church2
the hall on christmas2
when he got a2
in between two big2
shifted his position and2
and having called in2
they were on the2
almost lost our simple2
to jump shrieking over2
the ragamuffins hurrying homeward2
several long stories of2
of the red russians2
insisted that i should2
other makeshifts of this2
skirts of the dance2
sound of little feet2
roasted apples bobbing about2
a row of tall2
over the smaller personages2
family since time immemorial2
passed over a rising2
who can turn churlishly2
christmas have entirely disappeared2
do not know how2
when the cloth was2
those starve who cannot2
little lads from the2
all the way from2
the pealing organ performing2
which i am half2
hallowed and elevated enjoyment2
would glance an eye2
which he moved than2
hooks on which to2
who returned with that2
and am tempted to2
compared to a title2
fruitful of much speculation2
was indicative of laughter2
was oftener to be2
under the christmas sun2
around which were several2
the gigantic plans of2
the justice to say2
get back to the2
hail to the night2
personage full of mighty2
enter upon the service2
then there was the2
a shout from my2
squire was perfectly contagious2
hay while the sun2
walk the rounds of2
is sometimes heard in2
passed through the hall2
to the very cat2
admitted them to his2
a hundred such homes2
of master simon about2
poor boy sat on2
not dare leave the2
becoming an old family2
was in store for2
the company had been2
am a little given2
and knew but a2
the spot ever after2
hardly take leave of2
the squire told several2
the pleasing serenity that2
i have called it2
down to the door2
most young british officers2
hung up in the2
were made of beaten2
the fire of hospitality2
bird of dawning singeth2
mayster of merry disportes2
heap of straw covered2
pies were served up2
stillness of the night2
is a grave and2
while turning over his2
and more cordial smile2
you all synge merily2
and pore over black2
i am sure i2
round about our sea2
them by the authorities2
dancing it anciently was2
and very genteel acquaintance2
in half an hour2
been seen by one2
little on one side2
man with a hard2
back to the ship2
as their boats speed2
parson gave us a2
and a cloud more2
presence of his mistress2
additions and alterations of2
he had been a2
to his back thrusts2
cold of the weather2
the moment they caught2
from the flying eagle2
this banqueting scene with2
grip the threadbare shawl2
skirts of his coat2
that some wrong had2
brought in a huge2
pie was certainly the2
i heard him exclaim2
her flaxen hair all2
of peace and gladness2
the corner the sunbeam2
are the most difficult2
she rolled through the2
old harper was summoned2
the leader of their2
her shawl and the2
and to be withal2
the earl of arundel2
had certainly been in2
and quickened her step2
through the family system2
in the worthy company2
were covered with brawn2
portraits stared mournfully at2
on as many bunks2
the hand of the2
drama with its most2
was in her ears2
to the care of2
a passage with prodigious2
full account of its2
announced that it was2
a pail for the2
day of pouring out2
far as i could2
extremely careful to preserve2
eye occasionally upon a2
with whom i had2
this obsolete finery in2
time to scan the2
bunch of christmas greens2
for the breaking up2
to the light showy2
least two centuries since2
christmas greens stuck in2
weapons on the opposite2
pipe to her mouth2
kitchen as well as2
peeped through the one2
and sudden sally of2
even if it were2
on the shelves that2
furnish dresses and fantastic2
precipitated by the cold2
passing of the coach2
has been accorded to2
they should ride by2
making something of a2
the results of the2
imagination than the lingerings2
head in hand bring2
and who was always2
of his favourite author2
there was yet hurrying2
we should have been2
the leakage of the2
up to those who2
first house for comone2
of our old poets2
sufficient for all his2
he drove out of2
with feelings of superstition2
when the men came2
been mistaken for the2
in england in which2
gentry to pass more2
young soldier was just2
harper being seated on2
all kinds of ghosts2
gossips with infinite gravity2
had resided almost entirely2
was something extremely agreeable2
starve in new york2
drums and trumpets and2
worth of candy and2
by the ladies in2
romans held possession of2
take a deal of2
far below the knees2
called by everybody but2
i did not like2
watches to his feathery2
they resemble those picturesque2
taken with an extra2
and though ostensibly a2
used to draw in2
to arrive in time2
him one of the2
to tell the secret2
made of wheat cakes2
among the prettiest lasses2
in modern gardening had2
name of home and2
sooner was supper removed2
may be from having2
prepare you for any2
which commanded something of2
was what he read2
man of old family2
and altogether cheerily there2
was a group of2
from contemplating the felicity2
some stray branch of2
resident of the village2
have peeped through the2
introduction of politics into2
with the gaiety of2
having the stamp of2
sliced bacon and generous2
the leavings from some2
a knock on the2
party was entertained with2
a jet of water2
followed by a large2
out of a job2
was endeavouring to gain2
and a pretty milkmaid2
will be read with2
meat at four cents2
be regretted that the2
when all around is2
found that the peacocks2
was dancing a jig2
hailed nibsy with shouts2
days of queen bess2
his children and relatives2
rang a noisy bell2
by several of the2
way past the door2
that monarch at the2
comet in its orbit2
it was with some2
a universal favourite among2
all through the house2
fixed intently on the2
began to show the2
my friend proposed that2
cheek of the doll2
days of the covenanters2
an air of proud2
join the gossip knot2
the very dog that2
with a broken pitcher2
of an arrant old2
seemed more at their2
folks were ready to2
that she could not2
along the carriage road2
by the fathers of2
the chaise stopped at2
vessel of rare and2
to be followed up2
grounded upon these scriptures2
be served is in2
authorities of theophilus of2
i had noticed in2
roome with yvie leaves2
over the fireplace in2
kindred hearts which the2
early in the morning2
at which he stopped2
knew only too well2
discussion of a huge2
no homes in new2
i am almost disposed2
these old volumes so2
of the quaint humours2
puddings in a pule2
the consideration that these2
in the old school2
shiver in which the2
enormous pair of antlers2
as notice him before2
there had been such2
trick on old boreas2
the humours of its2
it has not yet2
the sidewalk in front2
the red spot on2
a huge silver vessel2
been seated many minutes2
the worthy cavalier before2
the squire always held2
dark that he could2
and fled over the2
down in such a2
on account of her2
served up at the2
cutting pirouettes and rigadoons2
with some degree of2
we can get along2
his wand over the2
stood panting before a2
rare wit produce much2
overrun by all the2
is tolerant of folly2
old farm to home2
was observed at the2
elbows on her knees2
glad of any argument2
acid for some stomachs2
side of the kitchen2
as he could swallow2
and stood near a2