SANTA’S COMING.
Listen darling, Santa’s coming,
Hark the reindeer at the door
Hear the carol he is humming,
Sweeter, clearer, than before.
Look what treasures he is bringing
Dainty trifles, works of art,
While the music of his singing
Is as nectar to the heart.
Listen, darling, Santa’s coming!
Hush! his feet are at the door;
Hear the carol he is humming
Now the busy day is o’er.
Hurry, dearest, run to meet him,
He must never wait outside
When your merry face can greet him,
Rosy cheeked and eager eyed.
Listen, darling, Santa’s coming!
He is with us, at the door;
Hear the carol he is humming,
Bid him welcome home once more.
Throw your loving arms around him,
Call him by his own true name
For a daughter’s love has found him
Prince of Santas just the same.
TO-DAY AND TO-MORROW.
Let us be brave, to-day, to-day,
And ne’er content to borrow,
From lovely things that blithely stray
Adown a fair to-morrow.
To-day is ours for what we will
And victory is waiting,
If we but press from hill to hill
No jot of strength abating.
What though these willing hands are weak,
And brightest paths are dreary;
The heights will not be always bleak,
The feet not always weary.
Let us be glad, to-day, to-day,
And ne’er content to borrow,
From lovely things that blithely stray
Adown a fair to-morrow.