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THE SNOW QUEEN |
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of roses; and, in speaking of roses-, she thought of her own ; and she sang it to the little boy, and he sang, too,—
The roses in the valleys grow
Where we the infant Christ shall know.
And the little ones held each other by the hand, kissed the |
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roses, looked at God's bright sunshine, and spoke to it, as if the Christ-child were there. What splendid summer days those were ! How beautiful it was without, among tne fresh rose bushes, which seemed as if they would never leave |
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off blooming ! |
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