Christmas promise

From hidden precincts of the heartto tempting beauties of the earth,what proof of goodnessspeaksabove the din of pain,of self and strife?

Not scent rising in June's moist airover rose-trellised cottages;nor warmth rising from fire and hearthon "windchill" mornings.

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