The Dark Lord receives a visit from St. Nick

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the blockhouse All the creatures were stirring, even the damned mouse; The traps were all set throughout with care, In hopes that the St. Nicholas soon would be there; The goblins nestled all hidden beneath their beds, While visions of rotten plums turned rancid in their heads, …

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I’ll be sittin’ when the evenin’ come

I first saw the old lady at the end of a fine summer's day. I'd awoken from a snooze just as the sun was setting, it's last light sending beams of gold through the trees at the end of the garden. She was standing on the path humming some unintelligible tune and hunched over as …

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