<h2>HOLLY SONG</h2>
<h3>BY CLINTON SCOLLARD</h3>
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<span class="i0">Care is but a broken bubble,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Trill the carol, troll the catch;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Sooth, we'll cry, "A truce to trouble!"<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Mirth and mistletoe shall match.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i4">Happy folly! we'll be jolly!<br/></span>
<span class="i6">Who'd be melancholy now?<br/></span>
<span class="i4">With a "Hey, the holly! Ho, the holly!"<br/></span>
<span class="i6">Polly hangs the holly bough.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Laughter lurking in the eye, sir,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Pleasure foots it frisk and free.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">He who frowns or looks awry, sir,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Faith, a witless wight is he!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i4">Merry folly! what a volley<br/></span>
<span class="i6">Greets the hanging of the bough!<br/></span>
<span class="i4">With a "Hey, the holly! Ho, the holly!"<br/></span>
<span class="i6">Who'd be melancholy now?<br/></span></div>
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