O Christmas Sun! What holy task is thine! To fold a world in the embrace of God!

- Guy Wetmore Carryl

The Moral is that gardeners pine, Whene'er no pods adorn the vine. Of all sad words experience gleans, The saddest are: It might have beans.

- Guy Wetmore Carryl

O Christmas Sun! What holy task is thine! To fold a world in the embrace of God! To spread, where'er thy golden feet have trod, The benediction of Hi…

- Guy Wetmore Carryl