THE FOETHY OF FLOWERS, 
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While many bring in, with a laugh or rhyme, 
Green branches of holly for Christmas time ! 
0 the Holly, the bright green Holly, 
It tells (like a tongue) that the times are jolly . 
Sometimes—in our grave-house, 
Observe, this happeneth not; 
But, at times, the evergreen laurel boughs 
And the holly are all forgot! 
And then ! what then ? why, the men laugh low, 
And hang up a branch of—the Mistletoe! 
Oh, brave is the Laurel! and brave is the H< lly J 
But the Mistletoe banisheth melancholy ! 
Ah, nobody knows, nor ever shall know 
What is done—under the Mistletoe / 
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