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Thomas Bailey Aldrich. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

Allegretto.

1. Just as the moon was fa - ding a -

2. "Quite like a stock-ing" he laughed, "hung

mid her mis - ty rings, . . . And ev - ’ry

up there on the tree! . . . I did’nt sup-

stock-ing as stuffed with child - hood’s pre - cious

pose the birds ex - pect-ed a pres-ent from

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things, . . Old Kriss Krin - gle looked round and saw up-

me! " . . Then old Kriss Krin -gle, who loves a joke as

on the elm - tree bough, High hung an

well as the best, Dropped a handful of

o - ri - ole’s nest, . . . lone-ly and emp - ty now.

snow - flakes in - to the o - ri - ole’s emp - ty nest.