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When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, / We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago, / And etched on vacant places / Are half-forgotten faces / Of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know- / When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow.
Uprising from the ocean of the present surging near, / We see, with strange emotion, that is not free from fear, / That continent Elysian / Long vanished from our vision, / Youth's lovely lost Atlantis, so mourned for and so dear, / Uprising from the ocean of the present surging near.