Strophe

1   1|     and buried with a stake of holly through his heart. He should!'' ~"
2   1|  brightness of the shops where holly sprigs and berries crackled
3   2|        a branch of fresh green holly in its hand; and, in singular
4   3| glistened. The crisp leaves of holly, mistletoe, and ivy reflected
5   3|       no other covering than a holly wreath, set here and there
6   3|       told, and held it fast. ~Holly, mistletoe, red berries,
7   3|     and bedight with Christmas holly stuck into the top. ~Oh,