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Sunday, December 24, 2006

Every year the bird of dawning announces a new chance for light in the cold and dark

Some say, that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
The bird of dawning singeth all night long;
And then, they say, no spirit can walk abroad;
The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike,
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallowed and gracious is the time.

From Hamlet

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