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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
The Mahogany-Tree
By William Makepeace Thackeray (1811–1863)
 
CHRISTMAS is here:
  Winds whistle shrill,
  Icy and chill,—
Little care we;
Little we fear        5
  Weather without,—
  Shelter about
    The Mahogany-Tree.
 
Once on the boughs
  Birds of rare plume        10
  Sang, in its bloom:
Night-birds are we;
Here we carouse,
  Singing like them,
  Perched round the stem        15
    Of the jolly old tree.
 
Here let us sport,
  Boys, as we sit;
  Laughter and wit
    Flashing so free.        20
Life is but short;
  When we are gone,
  Let them sing on
    Round the old tree.
 
Evenings we knew,        25
  Happy as this;
  Faces we miss,
    Pleasant to see.
Kind hearts and true,
  Gentle and just,        30
  Peace to your dust!
    We sing round the tree.
 
Care, like a dun,
  Lurks at the gate:
  Let the dog wait;        35
    Happy we’ll be!
Drink, every one;
  Pile up the coals,
  Fill the red bowls,
    Round the old tree!        40
 
Drain we the cup—
  Friend, art afraid?
  Spirits are laid
    In the Red Sea.
Mantle it up;        45
  Empty it yet:
  Let us forget,
    Round the old tree.
 
Sorrows, begone!
  Life and its ills,        50
  Duns and their bills,
    Bid we to flee.
Come with the dawn,
  Blue-devil sprite:
  Leave us to-night,        55
    Round the old tree.
 
 
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