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'
I
will
honour
Christmas
in
my
heart
,
and
try
to
keep
it
all
the
year
.
I
will
live
in
the
Past
,
the
Present
,
and
the
Future
.
The
Spirits
of
all
Three
shall
strive
within
me
.
I
will
not
shut
out
the
lessons
that
they
teach
.
Oh
,
tell
me
I
may
sponge
away
the
writing
on
this
stone
!
'
In
his
agony
,
he
caught
the
spectral
hand
.
It
sought
to
free
itself
,
but
he
was
strong
in
his
entreaty
,
and
detained
it
.
The
Spirit
,
stronger
yet
,
repulsed
him
.
Holding
up
his
hands
in
a
last
prayer
to
have
his
fate
aye
reversed
,
he
saw
an
alteration
in
the
Phantom
's
hood
and
dress
.
It
shrunk
,
collapsed
,
and
dwindled
down
into
a
bedpost
.
Yes
!
and
the
bedpost
was
his
own
.
The
bed
was
his
own
,
the
room
was
his
own
.
Best
and
happiest
of
all
,
the
Time
before
him
was
his
own
,
to
make
amends
in
!
'
I
will
live
in
the
Past
,
the
Present
,
and
the
Future
.
'
Scrooge
repeated
,
as
he
scrambled
out
of
bed
.
'
The
Spirits
of
all
Three
shall
strive
within
me
.
Oh
,
Jacob
Marley
,
Heaven
,
and
the
Christmas
Time
be
praised
for
this
.
I
say
it
on
my
knees
,
old
Jacob
,
on
my
knees
.
'
He
was
so
fluttered
and
so
glowing
with
his
good
intentions
,
that
his
broken
voice
would
scarcely
answer
to
his
call
.
He
had
been
sobbing
violently
in
his
conflict
with
the
Spirit
,
and
his
face
was
wet
with
tears
.
'
They
are
not
torn
down
!
'
cried
Scrooge
,
folding
one
of
his
bed-curtains
in
his
arms
,
'
they
are
not
torn
down
,
rings
and
all
.
They
are
here
--
I
am
here
--
the
shadows
of
the
things
that
would
have
been
,
may
be
dispelled
.
They
will
be
!
I
know
they
will
.
'
His
hands
were
busy
with
his
garments
all
this
time
;
turning
them
inside
out
,
putting
them
on
upside
down
,
tearing
them
,
mislaying
them
,
making
them
parties
to
every
kind
of
extravagance
.
'
I
do
n't
know
what
to
do
!
'
cried
Scrooge
,
laughing
and
crying
in
the
same
breath
;
and
making
a
perfect
Laocoon
of
himself
with
his
stockings
.
'
I
am
as
light
as
a
feather
,
I
am
as
happy
as
an
angel
,
I
am
as
merry
as
a
schoolboy
!
I
am
as
giddy
as
a
drunken
man
!
A
merry
Christmas
to
everybody
!
A
happy
New
Year
to
all
the
world
!
Hallo
here
!
Whoop
!
Hallo
!
'
He
had
frisked
into
the
sitting-room
,
and
was
now
standing
there
:
perfectly
winded
.
