Oh! roseate flush of Christmas!
Bright vistas crown the day, When young hearts wake to tenderness
Beneath thy genial ray.
Oh! cheerful, hopeful Christmas!
Rest in the toilsome year; Thy glory-glimpse illumes the soul;
Earth's cloudlets disappear.
Oh! sweet and tranquil Christmas!
Hours past, and hours to come; Calm retrospect of vanished joys;
Dear prospect of our home.
Oh! high and holy Christmas!
Unfraught of earthly leaven; Our spirits chime in angel song,
And near the nearing heaven.
THE SIEGE OF QUEBEC.