“Without the door let sorrow lie,And if for cold it hap to die,We'll bury 't in a Christmas pie,And evermore be merry.”
“Heap on more wood! - the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.”
“Eat, drink, and be merry for tomorrow we'll die”
“every idiot who goes about with a 'Merry Christmas' on his lips should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart.”
“Merry Christmas!”
“Happy Christmas" was their version of "Merry Christmas," and a better version, it seemed to him, for making merry was different from making happiness.”