Above the vale of Inkerman,
Calmly the moon's rays fell,
Revealing as by light of day,
That deep and lonely dell;
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I stood in a princely hall, and where
Round me gather'd the brave and fair,
Music in softest strains flew by,
Flashing like gems was each radiant eye;
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The Christmas homes of England!
How far-famed and how dear;
In bright array they ever stand,
That glad day of the year;
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