Beautiful Stories Wed With Lovely Days Like Words And Music:--What Shall Be The Tale Of Love And Nobleness That Might Avail To Express In Action What This Sweetness Says-- The Sweetness Of A Day Of Airs And Rays That Are Strange Glories On The Winter Pale? Alas, O Beauty, All My Fancies Fail! I Cannot Tell A Story In Thy Praise! Thou Hast, Thou Hast One--Set, And Sure To Chime With Thee, As With The Days Of "Winter Wild;" For Joy Like Sorrow Loves His Blessed Feet Who Shone From Heaven On Earth This Christmas-Time A Brother And A Saviour, Mary'S Child!-- And So, Fair Day, Thou Hast Thy Story Sweet.