And had we staid i' the town,
And I gone to one o' the Christmas-trees,
A gift might have fallen down!
"You cannot certainly know it would not!
I'd ha' gone right under the tree I
Are you sure that never one Christmas
Is meant for you and me?"
"These dry, dead leaves," he answered her,
"Which the forest casteth down,
Are more than you'd get from a Christmas-tree