HAIL TO CHRISTMAS. 
All hail to Christmas !—to that genial time, 
When skies are cold, but hearts within are warm; 
When Friendship bids defiance to the clime; 
And while rude winds the out-door scene deform, 
Calls those she loves and shields them from the storm; 
And bids them share in joys of holiest birth, 
And all the dear enjoyments known to swarm 
In rich abundance and in gentlest mirth, 
Around that blissful shrine—a happy Christmas hearth! 
All hail to Christmas !— tis a blessed season, 
To gentle joys and sweet emotions given; 
When ev’ry thought unkind appears a treason, 
And friends unite, and foes are all forgiven; 
And Love rules all the day, and then at even, 
Affection’s triumph is indeed complete, 
While joy and transport make this earth a heaven; 
And mirth and song unite in concord sweet, 
Around the social hearth where friends and kindred meet! 
All hail to Christmas!—give a hearty greeting, 
To him who gladdens each domestic sphere; 
And high and hallowed be the joy of meeting 
With one who brings us bliss, so lov’d, so dear! 
Who friends unites, that thro’ the bye gone year, 
Are widely parted on life’s stormy ocean; 
And bids them once more meet and mingle here, 
And share again with sweet, sublime emotion, 
Affection’s joys refined, and Friendship’s dear devotion! 
All hail to Christmas !—many a time like this, 
May we enjoy the blessings he bestows; 
For many a year partake as pure a bliss, 
And taste the joy the gentle spirit knows, 
In the sweet intereourse we hold with those, 
Who prize all home-born blessings, and confine 
Their hopes and wishes, but to taste repose 
In the dear circle of the hallowed shrine, 
Where love and feeling meet and make the hour divine ! 
All hail to Christmas! and to Row.anp, hail! 
To beanty’s self, who fairest bounty brings; 
Who comes with gift and song, and fairy tale, 
And at her feet, in rich profusion flings 
Charms of a worth untold, all brightest things, 
Meant to preserve her beauty from the tomb 
Of fell decay; to steal from Time his wings, 
And bid her fair, but fading charms assume ze 
A fresh immortal glow—a bright eternal bloom! 
All hail to Christmas! and to Rowan, hail! 
Who comes with gifts of strange and magic power, 
With spells all potent, never known to fail 
In guarding youthful Beauty’s fairy dower 
Of charms and graces safe from storm and shower, 
Macassar’s Oit; Kaxypor’s gentle balm; 
And last a charm to soothe Affliction’s hour, 
OponTo’s boon to shield from tooth-ache’s qualm, 
And o’er her being shed a sweet and heay'nly calm! 
