• Jingle, jingle, clear the way,
    ’T is the merry, merry sleigh!
    As it swiftly scuds along.
    Hear the burst of happy song;
    See the gleam of glances bright,
    Flashing o’er the pathway white!
    Jingle, jingle, past it flies,
    Sending shafts from hooded eyes,—
    Roguish archers, I ’ll be bound,
    Little heeding whom they wound;
    ...

  • As Sleigh Bells seem in summer

    Or Bees, at Christmas show —

    So fairy — so fictitious

    The individuals do

    Repealed from observation —

    A Party that we knew —

    More distant in an instant

    Than Dawn in Timbuctoo.