The Holly

Holly Bush

HOW happy the holly-tree looks, and how strong,

Where he stands like a sentinel all the year long.

Neither dry summer heat nor cold winter hail

Can make that gay warrior tremble or quail.

He has beamed all the year, but bright scarlet he’ll glow

When the ground glitters white with the fresh fallen snow.

—Edith L M King

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