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At Christmas I No More Desire A Rose Than Wish A Snow In May's New-fangled Mirth
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At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost
-- Act i, Sc. 1
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