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Where shall we go for prophecy? Where shall we go for proof? / The holiday street is crowded, pavement, window and roof; / Band and banner pass by us, and the old tunes rise and fall -- / But that great waiting silence is on the people all!
Where is the cheering and laughter of the eight-hour days gone by? / When the holiday heart was careless, and the holiday spirit high -- / The friendly jostling and banter, the wit and the jovial call? / But that great waiting silence is over the people all.