,transcriber's ,notes3 ,underscores 80 before and after a word or phrase indicate italics in the original text4 ,small capitals have been converted to ,,solid capitals4 ,old or antiquated spellings have been preserved4 ,typographical and punctuation errors have been silently corrected4 ,a ,,book ,,of ,,christmas ,,verse ,,selected ,,by ,h4 ,c4 ,,beeching ,,second ,,edition ,,revised ,,london3 ,,humphrey ,,milford ,,oxford ,,university ,,press #aibf ,oxford ,university ,press ,london ,edinburgh ,glasgow ,copenhagen ,new ,york ,toronto ,melbourne ,cape ,town ,bombay ,calcutta ,madras ,shanghai ,humphrey ,milford ,publisher to the ,,university ,printed in ,england ,at the ,,oxford ,,university ,,press ,by ,john ,johnson ,printer to the ,university 99_/ ,,publisher',s ,,note ,the original edition of ,a ,book of ,christmas ,verse was issued in #ahie4 ,at his death in #aiai ,dean ,beeching left a copy of the book marked with deletions and corrections1 and an amount of new matter for insertion4 ,this revision has been carried out1 and both deletions and additions have been a little increased4 ,but substantially the book remains the same2 its editor's divisions have been preserved1 and the omission of his own preface to the first edition is in accord with his markings4 ,a few poems by contemporary writers have been added4 ,dean ,beeching's acknowledgements for permission to use copyright poems are here reprinted from his notes3 ,for ,no4 #ed to the authorities of ,christ ,church1 ,oxford2 for ,no4 #ga to ,messrs4 ,macmillan2 for ,no4 #aab to ,mr4 ,robert ,bridges2 for ,no4 #aac to ,messrs4 ,kegan ,paul and ,trench2 for ,no4 #acc to the ,chiswick ,press2 and for ,no4 #aad to ,mr4 ,davidson 7with an omission specially sanctioned by him74 ,nos4 #gh and #gi 7by ,gerard ,hopkins and ,selwyn ,image7 appeared for the first time in this book4 ,for poems now appearing for the first time acknowledgements are due as follows3 for ,no4 #gg1 by ,coventry ,patmore1 to ,messrs4 ,george ,bell2 for ,no4 #ha1 by ,r4 ,l4 ,stevenson1 to ,messrs4 ,chatto ,windus2 for ,no4 #hb1 by ,mrs4 ,meynell1 to ,messrs4 ,burns ,oates2 for ,no4 #hc to ,mr4 ,robert ,bridges2 for ,no4 #hd41 by ,mr4 ,hilaire ,belloc1 to ,messrs4 ,duckworth2 for ,no4 #he 7from ,the ,wild ,knight7 to ,mr4 ,g4 ,k4 ,chesterton and ,messrs4 ,dent2 for ,nos4 #hf and #hg to the ,rev4 ,r4 ,l4 ,gales2 for ,no4 #hh1 by ,miss ,sayers1 to ,mr4 ,basil ,blackwell2 for ,no4 #hi to ,mr4 ,j4 ,d4 ,c4 ,pellow2 for ,no4 #ij to ,messrs4 ,macmillan2 for ,no4 #ia to ,mrs4 ,chesterton2 for ,no4 #ib to ,mr4 ,francis ,keppel4 ,,contents ,,early ,,carols ,,page #a4 ,welcome ,yule #c #b4 ,i sing of a ,maiden #d #c4 ,as ,joseph was a-walking #d #d4 ,now is ,christmas ycome #e #e4 ,this ,endris ,night #h #f4 ,lullay1 my ,liking1 my ,dear ,son #aj #g4 ,saint ,stephen was a ,clerk #aa #h4 ,the ,shepherds' ,offerings #ac #i4 ,can ,i not sing but ,hoy6 #ae #aj4 ,when ,christ was born of ,mary free #ah #aa4 ,be we merry in this ,feast #ah #ab4 ,man1 be merry as ,bird on ,berry #ai #ac4 ,all this ,time this ,song is best #bj #ad4 ,mater1 ora filium #ba #ae4 ,eya1 ,jesus hodie #bb #af4 ,ave maris stella #bc #ag4 ,nol1 ,nol1 ,nol1 ,nol #bd #ah4 ,of a ,rose1 a ,lovely ,rose #be ,,traditional ,,carols #ai4 ,god rest you merry1 ,gentlemen #bi #bj4 ,remember1 ,o thou ,man #ca #ba4 ,i saw ,three ,ships #cc ,,later ,,poems ,,and ,,carols #bb4 ,of the ,nativity of ,christ ,william ,dunbar #cg #bc4 ,the ,burning ,babe ,robert ,southwell #ci #bd4 ,new ,prince1 ,new ,pomp ,robert ,southwell #dj #be4 ,new ,heaven1 ,new ,war ,robert ,southwell #da #bf4 ,a ,child my ,choice ,robert ,southwell #dc #bg4 ,nativity ,john ,donne #dd #bh4 ,for ,christmas ,day ,joseph ,hall #de #bi4 ,a ,hymn on the ,nativity of my ,saviour ,ben ,jonson #de #cj4 ,the ,shepherds' ,song ,edmund ,bolton #df #ca4 ,of the ,epiphany ,sir ,john ,beaumont #dh #cb4 ,the ,angels ,william ,drummond #ej #cc4 ,the ,shepherds ,william ,drummond #ej #cd4 ,a ,rocking ,hymn ,george ,wither #ea #ce4 ,gloria in ,excelsis ,giles ,fletcher #ec #cf4 ,who can forget8 ,giles ,fletcher #ed #cg4 ,a ,christmas ,carol ,robert ,herrick #ef #ch4 ,an ,ode on the ,birth of our ,saviour ,robert ,herrick #eg #ci4 ,christmas ,george ,herbert #ei #dj4 ,on the ,morning of ,christ's ,nativity ,john ,milton #fj #da4 ,a ,hymn of the ,nativity ,richard ,crashaw #fi #db4 ,satan's ,sight of the ,nativity ,richard ,crashaw #gd #dc4 ,a ,hymn for the ,epiphany ,richard ,crashaw #gg #dd4 ,hymn for ,christmas ,day ,jeremy ,taylor #hj #de4 ,hymn for ,christmas ,day ,jeremy ,taylor #ha #df4 ,christmas ,day ,joseph ,beaumont #hb #dg4 ,sonnet ,,xxv ,joseph ,beaumont #he #dh4 ,on the ,nativity of our ,saviour ,j4 ,m4 #he #di4 ,the ,shepherds ,henry ,vaughan #hg #ej4 ,christ's ,nativity ,henry ,vaughan #hi #ea4 ,and they laid ,him in a ,manger ,sir ,edward ,sherburne #ij #eb4 ,at the ,sign of the ,heart #ia #ec4 ,lodged in an ,inn #ib #ed4 ,yet if ,his ,majesty our ,sovereign ,lord #ic #ee4 ,and art ,thou come1 ,blest ,babe8 #id #ef4 ,song of the ,angels at the ,nativity ,nahum ,tate #ie #eg4 ,shepherds1 rejoice ,isaac ,watts #if #eh4 ,a ,cradle ,song ,isaac ,watts #ig #ei4 ,a ,hymn for ,christmas ,day ,john ,byrom #ih #fj4 ,a ,hymn for ,christmas ,day ,philip ,doddridge #ii #fa4 ,a ,hymn for ,christmas ,day ,charles ,wesley #ajj #fb4 ,the ,shepherds went their hasty ,way ,samuel ,taylor ,coleridge #aja #fc4 ,from ,ottfried's ,paraphrase of the ,gospel ,samuel ,taylor ,coleridge #ajc #fd4 ,the ,virgin's ,cradle ,hymn ,samuel ,taylor ,coleridge #ajd #fe4 ,brightest and best of the ,sons of the ,morning6 ,reginald ,heber #aje #ff4 ,they leave the ,land of ,gems and ,gold ,aubrey de ,vere #ajf #fg4 ,christmas and ,new ,year ,bells ,alfred ,tennyson #ajg #fh4 ,the ,first ,christmas ,eve ,alfred ,domett #aji #fi4 ,christ was born on ,christmas ,day ,john ,mason ,neale #aaa #gj4 ,a ,christmas ,carol ,charles ,kingsley #aab #ga4 ,a ,christmas ,carol ,christina ,rossetti #aac #gb4 ,masters1 in this ,hall ,william ,morris #aae #gc4 ,outlanders1 whence come ye last8 ,william ,morris #aag #gd4 ,sir ,galahad1 ,a ,christmas ,mystery ,william ,morris #aai #ge4 ,aishah ,schechinah ,r4 ,s4 ,hawker #abh #gf4 ,king ,arthur's ,waes-hael ,r4 ,s4 ,hawker #acj #gg4 ,regina ,coeli ,coventry ,patmore #aca #gh4 ,mary ,mother of ,divine ,grace1 compared to the ,air we breathe ,gerard ,hopkins #acb #gi4 ,a ,meditation for ,christmas ,day ,selwyn ,image #acf #hj4 ,a ,morning ,song for ,christmas ,day ,herbert ,p4 ,horne #acg #ha4 ,christmas at ,sea ,r4 ,l4 ,stevenson #aci #hb4 ,unto us a ,son is given ,alice ,meynell #adb #hc4 ,noel3 ,christmas ,eve1 #aiac ,robert ,bridges #adc #hd4 ,nol ,hilaire ,belloc #ade #he4 ,a ,christmas ,carol ,g4 ,k4 ,chesterton #adf #hf4 ,the ,creatures' ,nowel ,r4 ,l4 ,gales #adg #hg4 ,the ,heavenly ,noel ,r4 ,l4 ,gales #adh #hh4 ,carol ,dorothy ,l4 ,sayers #aej #hi4 ,christmas ,carol ,j4 ,d4 ,c4 ,pellow #aej #ij4 ,the ,oxen ,thomas ,hardy #aea #ia4 ,how far is it to ,bethlehem8 ,frances ,chesterton #aeb #ib4 ,epiphany ,francis ,keppel #aec ,,poems ,,on ,,christmas ,,merry-,,making #ic4 ,nowell1 ,nowell1 ,nowell1 ,nowell #aeg #id4 ,man1 be joyful #aeg #ie4 ,make we merry #aeh #if4 ,holly and ,ivy #aei #ig4 ,alleluia1 ,alleluia #aei #ih4 ,ivy ,chief of ,trees it is #afj #ii4 ,nay1 ,ivy1 nay #afa #ajj4 ,hey1 hey1 hey1 hey #afb #aja4 ,caput apri defero #afc #ajb4 ,nowel1 ,nowel1 ,nowel1 ,nowel #afd #ajc4 ,proface1 welcome1 welcome #afd #ajd4 ,christmas ,merry-making ,george ,wither #afe #aje4 ,ceremonies for ,christmas ,robert ,herrick #afi #ajf4 ,the ,wassail ,robert ,herrick #agj #ajg4 ,twelfth ,night ,robert ,herrick #agb #ajh4 ,to ,sir ,simond ,steward ,robert ,herrick #agc #aji4 ,song ,thomas ,campion #age #aaj4 ,song #agf #aaa4 ,the ,damsel donn'd her ,kirtle ,sheen ,sir ,walter ,scott #agf #aab4 ,winter was not unkind ,robert ,bridges #agh #aac4 ,ballade of ,christmas ,ghosts ,andrew ,lang #agi #aad4 ,christmas ,eve ,john ,davidson #ahj #aae4 ,now have good ,day6 #ahd ,,latin ,,hymns #aaf4 ,puer natus in ,bethlehem #ahi #aag4 ,heu quid jaces stabulo ,john ,mauburn #aij #aah4 ,adeste fideles #aia #aai4 ,corde natus ex ,parentis ,prudentius #aic #abj4 ,ave ,jesu1 ,deus magne #aid #aba4 ,nowell1 ,nowell1 ,nowell #aie ,,index ,,of ,,authors #aig ,,index ,,of ,,first ,,lines #aih ,,early ,,carols #a4 ,,welcome ,,yule ,welcome ,yule1 thou merry man1 ,in worship of this holy day4 ,welcome be thou1 heaven-king1 ,welcome1 born in a morning1 ,welcome1 for whom we shall sing ,welcome ,yule4 ,welcome be ye1 ,stephen and ,john1 ,welcome ,innocents1 every one2 ,welcome ,thomas1 martyr one2 ,welcome ,yule4 ,welcome be ye1 good new year1 ,welcome ,twelfth day1 both in fere2 ,welcome ,saints1 lief and dear2 ,welcome ,yule4 ,welcome be ye1 ,candlemas1 ,welcome be ye1 ,queen of bliss1 ,welcome both to more or less1 ,welcome ,yule4 ,welcome be ye that are here2 ,welcome all and make good cheer2 ,welcome all1 another year1 ,welcome ,yule4 #b4 ,i ,,sing ,,of ,a ,,maiden ,i sing of a maiden ,that is makeless2#a ,king of all kings ,to her son she ches2#b ,he came also#c still ,there his mother was1 ,as dew in ,april ,that falleth on the grass4 ,he came also still ,to his mother's bower1 ,as dew in ,april ,that falleth on the flower4 ,he came also still ,there his mother lay1 ,as dew in ,april ,that falleth on the spray4 ,mother and maiden ,was never none but she2 ,well may such a lady ,goddes mother be4 #a ,matchless4 #b ,chose4 #c ,as4 #c4 ,,as ,,joseph ,,was ,a-,,walking ,as ,joseph was a-walking ,he heard an angel sing3-- #8,this night shall be born ,our heavenly ,king2 #8,he neither shall be born ,in housen nor in hall1 ,nor in the place of ,paradise1 ,but in an ox's stall2 #8,he neither shall be clothed ,in purple nor in pall1 ,but all in fair linen ,as were babies all4 #8,he neither shall be rocked ,in silver nor in gold1 ,but in a wooden cradle ,that rocks on the mould4 #8,he neither shall be christened ,in white wine or red1 ,but with fair spring water ,with which we were christened4' #d4 ,,now ,,is ,,christ,,mas ,,ycome ,now is ,christmas ycome1 ,father and ,son together in one1 ,holy ,ghost as ye be one ,in fere1 ,god send us a good new year4 ,i would you sing and ,i might ,of a ,child is fair in sight1 ,his mother him bare this endris#d night ,so still1 ,and as it was his will4 ,there came three kings fro ,galilee ,into ,bethlem1 that fair citee1 ,to seek him that should ever be ,by right1 ,lord and king and knight4 ,as they came forth with their off'ring1 ,they met with ,herod1 that moody king1 ,this tide1 ,and this to them he said1 #8,of whence be ye1 you kings three8' #8,of the ,east1 as ye may see1 ,to seek him that should ever be ,by right1 ,lord and king and knight4' #8,when you at this child have be ,come home again by me1 ,tell me the sights that you have see1 ,i pray1 ,go you no nother way4' ,they took their leave both old and ying#e ,of ,herod1 that moody king3 ,they went forth with their offering ,by night1 ,by the star that shone so bright1 ,till they came in to the place ,where ,jesu and his mother was2 ,offered they up with great solace ,in fere1 ,gold and 'cense and myrrh4 ,when they had their offering made ,as the ,holy ,ghost them bade1 ,then were they both merry and glad ,and light3 ,it was a well fair sight4 ,anon as they away went ,the ,father of heaven an angel sent ,to these three ,kings that made present ,this tide1 ,and thus to them he said1 #8,my ,lord have warned you every one ,by ,herod king you go not home3 ,for an you do he will you slowe ,and strow1#f ,and do you mickle woe4' ,they yeden all another way ,thorough the might of ,goddes lay#g ,as the angel to them did say ,full right3 ,it was a well fair sight4 ,when they were come to their countree ,glad and blithe they were all three ,of the sights that they had see2 ,by dene#h ,the company was clean4 ,kneel we now here adown2 ,pray we in good devotion ,to the ,king of great renown ,for grace ,in heaven to have a place4 #d ,last4 #e ,young4 #f ,lay low4 #g ,law4 #h ,forthwith4 #e4 ,,this ,,endris ,,night ,this endris#i night ,i saw a sight1 ,a star as bright as day2 ,and ever among#aj ,a maiden sung ,lullay1 byby1 lullay4 ,this lovely lady sat and sang1 and to her child gan say1 #8,my son1 my brother1 my father dear1 why liest thou thus in hay8 ,my sweet brid1#aa ,thus it is betid ,though thou be ,king veray2 ,but1 nevertheless1 ,i will not cease ,to sing byby1 lullay4' ,the child then spake in his talking2 and to his mother said-- #8,i am beknown for heaven's king1 in crib though ,i be laid2 ,for angels bright ,down to me light1 ,thou knowest it is no nay4 ,and of that sight ,thou mayest be light1 ,to sing byby1 lullay4' #8,now sweet son1 since thou art king1 why art thou laid in stall8 ,why ne thou ordaind thy bedding in some great kings hall8 ,methinketh it right ,that king or knight ,should lie in good array2 ,and then among ,it were no wrong ,to sing byby1 lullay4' #8,mary1 mother1 ,i am thy child1 though ,i be laid in stall1 ,lords and dukes shall worship me1 and so shall kings all4 ,ye shall well see1 ,the kings three ,shall come the twelfth day2 ,for this behest ,give me thy breast1 ,and sing byby1 lullay4' #8,now tell me1 sweet son1 ,i thee pray1 thou art me lief and dear1 ,how should ,i keep thee to thy pay1#ab and make thee glad of cheer8 ,for all thy will ,i would fulfil1 ,thou weet'st full well in fay4#ac ,and for all this ,i will thee kiss1 ,and sing byby1 lullay4' #8,my dear mother1 when time it be1 thou take me up aloft1 ,and sett me upon thy knee1 and handle me full soft4 ,and in thy arm ,thou hile#ad me warm1 ,and keep night and day2 ,if ,i weep ,and may not sleep1 ,thou sing byby1 lullay4' #8,now1 sweet son1 since it is so1 that all is at thy will1 ,i pray thee grant to me a boon if it be right and skill1#ae ,that child or man ,that will or can ,be merry upon my day2 ,to bliss them bring1 ,and ,i shall sing ,lullay1 byby1 lullay4' #i ,last4 #aj ,anon4 #aa ,bird4 #ab ,content4 #ac ,faith4 #ad ,cover4 #ae ,reasonable4 #f4 ,,lullay1 ,,my ,,liking1 ,,my ,,dear ,,son ,lullay1 my liking1 my dear son1 my sweeting1 ,lullay1 my dear heart1 my own dear darling4 ,i saw a fair maiden sitten and sing4 ,she lulled a little child1 a sweet lording4 ,lullay1 c4 ,that ilke lord is that that made all thing1 ,of all lords he is lord1 of all kings king4 ,lullay1 c4 ,there was mickle melody at that childs birth1 ,all that were in heaven's bliss they made mickle mirth4 ,lullay1 c4 ,angels bright they sung that night and saiden to that child1 ,blessed be thou1 and so be she that is both meek and mild4 ,lullay1 c4 ,pray we now to that child1 and to his mother dear4 ,grant them his blessing that now maken cheer4 ,lullay1 c4 #g4 ,,saint ,,stephen ,,was ,a ,,clerk ,saint ,stephen was a clerk ,in ,king ,herods hall1 ,and servd him of bread and cloth ,as every king befall4 ,stephen out of kitchen came1 ,with boars head on hand1 ,he saw a star was fair and bright ,over ,bethlem stand4 ,he cast adown the boars head ,and went into the hall3 #8,i forsake thee1 ,king ,herods1 ,and thy works all4 #8,i forsake thee1 ,king ,herods1 ,and thy werks all2 ,there is a child in ,bethlem born ,is better than we all4' #8,what aileth thee1 ,stephen8 ,what is thee befall8 ,lacketh thee either meat or drink ,in ,king ,herods hall8' #8,lacketh me neither meat ne drink ,in ,king ,herods hall2 ,there is a child in ,bethlem born ,is better than we all4' #8,what aileth thee1 ,stephen8 ,art thou wode#af ,or thou ginnest to breed8#ag ,lacketh thee either gold or he ,or any rich weed8'#ah #8,lacketh me neither gold or fee1 ,ne none rich weed2 ,there is a child in ,bethlem born ,shall help us at our need4' #8,that is also#ai sooth1 ,stephen1 ,also sooth1 i-wis1#bj ,as this capon crow shall ,that lieth here in my dish4' ,that word was not so soon said1 ,that word in that hall1 ,the capon crew1 #8,christus natus est1' ,among the lords all4 #8,riseth up1 my tormentors1 ,by two and also by one1 ,and leadeth ,stephen out of this town1 ,and stoneth him with stone4' ,tooken they ,stephen ,and stoned him in the way1 ,and therefore is his even ,on ,christs own day4 #af ,mad4 #ag ,become 7mad74 #ah ,dress4 #ai ,as4 #bj ,certainly4 #h4 ,,the ,,shepherds' ,,offerings ,angel4 ,herdmen hend1#ba ,dread ye no thing ,of this star that ye do see2 ,for this same morn ,god's son is born ,in ,bethlem of a maiden free4 ,first ,shepherd4 ,hail maid1 mother1 and wife so mild6 ,as the angel said1 so have we fand4 ,i have nothing to present with thy child ,but my pipe2 hold1 hold1 take it in thy hand2 ,wherein much pleasure that ,i have fand2 ,and now1 to honour thy glorious birth1 ,thou shalt it have to make thee mirth4 ,second ,shepherd4 ,now1 hail be thou1 child1 and thy dame6 ,for in a poor lodging here art thou laid1 ,so the angel said and told us thy name2 ,hold1 take thou here my hat on thy head6 ,and now of one thing thou art well sped1 ,for weather thou hast no need to complain1 ,for wind1 ne sun1 hail1 snow1 and rain4 ,third ,shepherd4 ,hail be thou1 ,lord over water and lands6 ,for thy coming all we may make mirth4 ,have here my mittens to put on thy hands1 ,other ,treasure have ,i none to present thee with4 ,mary4 ,now1 herdmen bend1 ,for your coming ,to my child shall ,i pray1 ,as he is heaven king ,to grant you his blessing ,and to his bliss that ye may wend ,at your last day4 ,here the ,shepherds sing3 ,as ,i out rode this enderes#bb night ,of three jolly shepherds ,i saw a sight1 ,and all about their fold a star shone bright2 ,they sang terli1 terlow2 ,so merrily the shepherds their pipes can blow4 ,down from heaven1 from heaven so high1 ,of angels there came a great company1 ,with mirth and joy and great solemnity1 ,they sang terli1 terlow2 ,so merrily the shepherds their pipes can blow4 #ba ,courteous4 #bb ,last4 #i4 ,,can ,i ,,not ,,sing ,,but ,,hoy6 ,can ,i not sing but ,hoy6 ,when the jolly shepherd made so much joy6 ,the shepherd upon a hill he sat1 ,he had on him his tabard and his hat1 ,his tar-box1 his pipe1 and his flagat4 ,his name was called ,jolly1 ,jolly ,wat2 ,for he was a good herds-boy1 ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy4 ,can ,i not sing but hoy4 ,the shepherd upon a hill was laid1 ,his dog to his girdle was tayd1 ,he had not slept but a little braid1 ,but gloria in excelsis was to him said2 ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy6 ,can ,i not sing1 c4 ,the shepherd on a hill he stood1 ,round about him his sheep they yode1 ,he put his hand under his hood1 ,he saw a star as red as blood4 ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy6 ,can ,i not sing1 c4 ,now farewell ,mall1 and also ,will1 ,for my love go ye all still1 ,unto ,i come again you till1 ,and ever more ,will ring well thy bell4 ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy6 ,can ,i not sing1 c4 ,now must ,i go there ,christ was born1 ,farewell1 ,i come again to-morn2 ,dog1 keep well my sheep fro the corn1 ,and warn well ,warroke when ,i blow my horn6 ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy6 ,can ,i not sing1 c4 ,when ,wat to ,bethlehem come was1 ,he sweat1 he had gone faster than a pace4 ,he found ,jesus in a simple place1 ,between an ox and an ass4 ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy6 ,can ,i not sing1 c4 ,the shepherd said anon right3 #8,i will go see yon ferly#bc sight1 ,where as the angel singeth on-height1 ,and the star that shineth so bright6' ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy6 ,can ,i not sing1 c4 #8,jesus1 ,i offer to thee here my pipe1 ,my skirt1 my tar-box1 and my scrip1 ,home to my fellows now will ,i skip1 ,and also look unto my sheep6' ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy6 ,can ,i not sing1 c4 #8,now farewell1 mine own herds-man ,wat6' #8,yea1'fore ,god1 ,lady1 even so ,i hat6#bd ,lull well ,jesus in thy lap4 ,and farewell1 ,joseph1 with thy round cap6' ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy6 ,can ,i not sing1 c4 #8,now may ,i well both hop and sing1 ,for ,i have been at ,christ's bearing2 ,home to my fellows now will ,i fling2 ,christ of heaven to ,his bliss us bring6 ,ut hoy6 ,for in his pipe he made so much joy6 ,can ,i not sing1 c4 #bc ,wondrous4 #bd ,am called4 #aj4 ,,when ,,christ ,,was ,,born ,,of ,,mary ,,free ,when ,christ was born of ,mary free ,in ,bethlem1 in that fair citee1 ,angels sang there with mirth and glee1 ,in excelsis gloria4 ,herdmen beheld these angels bright1 ,to them appeard with great light1 ,and said1 #8,god's son is born this night4' ,in excelsis gloria4 ,the ,king is comen to save kind1 ,as in scripturs we find1 ,therefore this song have we in mind1 ,in excelsis gloria4 ,then1 ,lord1 for thy great grace ,grant us in bliss to see thy face ,when we may sing to thee solace1 ,in excelsis gloria4 #aa4 ,,be ,,we ,,merry ,,in ,,this ,,feast ,be we merry in this feast1 ,in quo ,salvator natus est4 ,in ,bethlehem that noble place1 ,as by prophecy said it was1 ,of the ,virgin ,mary full of grace1 ,salvator mundi natus est4 ,be we merry1 c4 ,on ,christmas night an angel it told ,to the shepherds1 keeping their fold1 ,that into ,bethlehem with beasts wold1#be ,salvator mundi natus est4 ,be we merry1 c4 ,the shepherds were compassd right1 ,about them was a full great light2 #8,dread ye nought'1 said the angel bright1 #8,salvator mundi natus est4' ,be we merry1 c4 #8,behold to you we bring great joy2 ,for why#bf ,jesus is born this day1 ,to us1 of ,mary1 that mild may1#bg ,salvator mundi natus est4' ,be we merry c4 ,and thus in faith find it ye shall1 ,lying poorly in an oxes-stall4 ,the shepherds then ,god lauded all1 ,quia ,salvator mundi natus est4 ,be we merry c4 #be ,would go4 #bf ,because4 #bg ,maid4 #ab4 ,,man1 ,,be ,,merry ,,as ,,bird ,,on ,,berry ,man1 be merry as bird on berry ,and all thy care let away4 ,this time is born a child full good1 ,he that us bought upon the rood2 ,he bound the devil that is so wood1 ,till the dreadful dooms-day4 ,when the child of mickle might ,would be born of ,mary bright1 ,a token he sent to king and knight1 ,a star that shone both night and day4 ,the star shone as bright as fire1 ,over all the world both far and near1 ,in token ,he was without peer2 ,and peerless he shall lasten ay4 ,the xii day come kings three ,out of the east1 with heart free2 ,to worship ,him they kneeled on knee ,with gold and myrrh and frankincense4 #ac4 ,,all ,,this ,,time ,,this ,,song ,,is ,,best ,all this time this song is best3 ,verbum caro factum est6 ,this night there is a child born ,that sprang out of ,jesse's thorn2 ,we must sing and say thereforn ,verbum caro factum est6 ,jesus is the childs name ,and ,mary mild is his dame2 ,all our sorrow shall turn to game1 ,verbum caro factum est4 ,it fell upon high midnight1 ,the stars shone both fair and bright1 ,the angels sang with all their might ,verbum caro factum est4 ,now kneel we down on our knee1 ,and pray we to the ,trinity1 ,our help1 our succour for to be6 ,verbum caro factum est4 #ad4 ,,mater1 ,,ora ,,filium ,mater1 ora filium ut post hoc exilium nobis donet gaudium beatorum omnium6 ,fair maiden1 who is this bairn ,that thou bearest in thine arm8 ,sir1 it is a ,kings ,son1 ,that in heaven above doth wone4#bh ,mater1 ora1 c4 ,man to father he hath none1 ,but ,himself ,god alone6 ,of a maiden ,he would be born1 ,to save mankind that was forlorn6 ,mater1 ora1 c4 ,three ,kings brought him presents1 ,gold1 myrrh1 and frankincense1 ,to my ,son full of might1 ,king of ,kings and ,lord of right6 ,mater1 ora1 c4 ,fair maiden1 pray for us ,unto thy ,son1 sweet ,jesus1 ,that ,he will send us of ,his grace ,in heaven on high to have a place4 ,mater1 ora1 c4 #bh ,dwell4 #ae4 ,,eya1 ,,jesus ,,hodie ,eya1 ,jesus hodie ,natus est de virgine4 ,blessed be that maid ,mary6 ,born ,he was of her body2 ,goddes son that sit'th on high1 ,non ex virili semine4 ,in a manger of an ass ,jesu lay and lulled was1 ,hard pains for to pass1 ,pro peccante homine4 ,kings came from divers land ,with great gifts in their hand1 ,in ,bethlem the child they fand1 ,stellae ducti lumine4 ,man and child both old and young ,now in his blissful coming ,to that child may we sing ,gloria tibi1 ,domine4 ,nowel1 nowel in this hall1 ,make merry1 ,i pray you all2 ,unto the child may we call ,ullo sine crimine4 #af4 ,,ave ,,maris ,,stella ,ave maris stella ,the star on the sea1 ,dei ,mater alma ,blessed mot#bi she be1 ,atque semper virgo ,pray thy son for me1 ,felix caeli porta1 ,that ,i may come to thee4 ,gabriel that archangel1 ,he was messenger2 ,so fair he gret our ,lady ,with an 'ave' so clear3 #8,hail be thou1 ,mary1 ,be thou1 ,mary1 ,full of ,goddes grace1 ,and ,queen of ,mercy4' #bi ,may4 #ag4 ,,no,l1 ,,no,l1 ,,no,l1 ,,no,l ,nol1 ,nol1 ,nol1 ,nol1 ,this is the salutation of ,gabriel6 ,tidings true there be come new1 sent from the ,trinity ,by ,gabriel to ,nazareth1 city of ,galilee1 ,a clean maiden and pure virgin thoro' her humility ,conceived the second person in divinity4 ,nol4 ,when he first presented was before her fair visage ,in most demure and goodly wise he did to her homage ,and said1 #8,lady1 from heaven so high1 that lords heritage ,the which of thee born would be1 ,i am sent on message4' ,nol4 #8,hail1 virgin celestial1 the meekest that ever was2 ,hail1 temple of deity1 and mirror of all grace2 ,hail1 virgin pure1 ,i thee ensure within full little space ,thou shalt receive and ,him conceive that shall bring great solace4' ,nol4 ,then again to the angel she answered womanly1 #8,whatever my lord command me do1 ,i will obey meekly2 ,ecce sum humillima ancilla ,domini1 ,secundum verbum tuum1 she said1 fiat mihi4' ,nol4 #ah4 ,,of ,a ,,rose1 ,a ,,lovely ,,rose ,of a rose1 a lovely rose1 ,of a rose is all my song4 ,listen1 lordings1 both eld and ying1 ,how this rose began to spring2 ,such a rose to my liking ,in all this world ne know ,i none4 ,the angel came from heaven's tower ,to greet ,mary with great honour1 ,and said she should bear the flower ,that should break the fiends bond4 ,the flower sprung in high ,bethlem1 ,that is both bright and sheen2 ,the rose is ,mary1 heaven's queen1 ,out of her bosom the blossom sprung4 ,the first branch is full of might1 ,that sprung on ,christmass night2 ,the star shone over ,bethlem bright ,that is both broad and long4 ,the second branch sprung to hell1 ,the fiends power down to fell2 ,therein might none soul dwell2 ,blessed be the time the rose sprung4 ,the third branch is good and swote1 ,it sprang to heaven crop#cj and root1 ,therein to dwell and be our boot1 ,every day it showeth in priests hand4 ,pray we to her with great honour1 ,she that bare the blessed flower1 ,she be our help and succor1 ,and shield us from the fiends bond4 #cj ,tip4 ,,traditional ,,carols #ai4 ,,god ,,rest ,,you ,,merry1 ,,gentlemen ,god rest you merry1 gentlemen1 ,let nothing you dismay2 ,remember ,christ our ,saviour ,who was born on ,christmas ,day1 ,to save our souls from ,satan's fold ,which long time had gone astray4 ,and 'tis tidings of comfort and joy4 ,from him that is our ,father ,the ,blessed ,angel came1 ,and to the watchful shepherds brought ,the tidings of the same2 ,that there was born in ,bethlehem ,the ,son of ,god by name4 ,and 'tis1 c4 ,fear not1 then said ,god's ,angel1 ,let nothing you affright1 ,this day is born a ,saviour ,of a ,virgin pure and bright2 ,he is able to advance you ,and throw down ,satan quite4 ,and 'tis1 c4 ,the shepherds at these tidings ,rejoiced much in mind1 ,and left their flocks a-feeding ,in tempest1 storm1 and wind4 ,and straight they went to ,bethlehem ,the ,son of ,god to find4 ,and 'tis1 c4 ,but when they came to ,bethlehem ,where as our ,saviour lay1 ,they found him in a manger1 ,where oxen fed on hay1 ,our blessed ,lady kneeling by ,unto the ,lord did pray4 ,and 'tis1 c4 ,at which with sudden gladness ,the shepherds then were filled1 ,when as the ,babe of ,israel ,thus when they had beheld4 ,before his mother thus to lie ,the ,scripture thus fulfilled4 ,and 'tis1 c4 ,now let me all of you entreat ,that are within this place1 ,that each dear loving ,xian ,the other would embrace4 ,for the happy time of ,xmas ,is drawing on apace4 ,with its1 c4 ,this version is from a broadside in the ,british ,museum2 another version is given in ,sandy's ,christmas ,carols 7#ahcc71 of which the last verse is3 ,now to the ,lord sing praises ,all you within this place2 ,and with true love and brotherhood ,each other now embrace3 ,this holy tide of ,xmas ,all others doth deface4 ,with its1 c4 #bj4 ,,remember1 ,o ,,thou ,,man ,remember1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,remember1 ,o thou man1 ,thy time is spent4 ,remember1 ,o thou man1 ,how thou earnest to me than1 ,and ,i did what ,i can3 ,therefore repent4 ,remember ,adam's fall1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,remember1 ,o thou man1 ,from ,heaven to ,hell4 ,remember ,adam's fall1 ,how we were condemnd all ,to ,hell perpetual ,there for to dwell4 ,remember ,god's goodness1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,remember ,god's goodness ,and promise made4 ,remember ,god's goodness1 ,how his only ,son ,he sent ,our sins for to redress2 ,be not afraid6 ,the ,angels all did sing1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,the ,angels all did sing ,on ,sion ,hill2 ,the ,angels all did sing ,praise to our heavenly king ,and peace to man living ,with right good will4 ,the shepherds amazd was1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,the shepherds amazd was1 ,to hear the ,angels sing4 ,the shepherds amazd was1 ,how this should come to pass1 ,that ,christ our ,messias ,should be our king4 ,to ,bethlehem did they go1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,to ,bethlehem did they go ,this thing to see2 ,to ,bethlehem did they go ,to see whether it was so1 ,whether ,christ was born or no ,to set us free4 ,as th' ,angels before did say1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,as th' ,angels before did say1 ,so it came to pass4 ,as th' ,angels before did say ,they found him wrapt in hay ,in a manger where he lay1 ,so poor he was4 ,in ,bethlehem was he born1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,in ,bethlehem was he born ,for mankind dear4 ,in ,bethlehem was he born ,for us that were forlorn1 ,and therefore took no scorn ,our sins to bear4 ,in a manger laid he was1 ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,in a manger laid he was ,at this time present4 ,in a manger laid he was1 ,between an ox and an ass ,and all for our trespass2 ,therefore repent4 ,give thanks to ,god alway ,o thou man1 ,o thou man1 ,give thanks to ,god alway ,with hearts most jolly4 ,give thanks to ,god alway ,upon this blessed day1 ,let all men sing and say ,holy1 holy4 #ba4 ,i ,,saw ,,three ,,ships ,i saw three ships come sailing in ,on ,christmas day1 on ,christmas day4 ,i saw three ships come sailing in ,on ,christmas day in the morning4 ,and what was in those ships all three ,on ,christmas day1 on ,christmas day8 ,and what was in those ships all three ,on ,christmas day in the morning8 ,our ,saviour ,christ and ,his lady ,on ,christmas day1 on ,christmas day4 ,our ,saviour ,christ and ,his lady ,on ,christmas day in the morning4 ,pray1 whither sailed those ships all three ,on ,christmas day1 on ,christmas day8 ,pray1 whither sailed those ships all three ,on ,christmas day in the morning8 ,o they sailed unto ,bethlehem ,on ,christmas day1 on ,christmas day4 ,o they sailed unto ,bethlehem ,on ,christmas day in the morning4 ,and all the bells on earth shall ring ,on ,christmas day1 on ,christmas day4 ,and all the bells on earth shall ring ,on ,christmas day in the morning4 ,and all the angels in heaven shall sing ,on ,christmas day1 on ,christmas day4 ,and all the angels in heaven shall sing ,on ,christmas day in the morning4 ,and all the souls on earth shall sing ,on ,christmas day1 on ,christmas day ,and all the souls on earth shall sing ,on ,christmas day in the morning4 ,then let us all rejoice amain ,on ,christmas day1 on ,christmas day4 ,then let us all rejoice amain ,on ,christmas day in the morning6 ,,later ,,poems ,,and ,,carols #bb4 ,,on ,,the ,,nativity ,,of ,,christ ,rorate ,coeli desuper6 ,heavens1 distil your balmy showers1 ,for now is risen the bright daystar ,from the ,rose ,mary1 flower of flowers2 ,the clear sun1 whom no cloud devours1 ,surmounting ,phoebus in the east1 ,is comen of his heavenly towers2 ,et nobis ,puer natus est4 ,archangels1 angels1 dominations1 ,thrones1 potentates1 and martyrs seir1#ca ,and all the heavenly operations1 ,star1 planet1 firmament1 and sphere1 ,fire1 earth1 air1 and water clear1 ,to ,him give loving1 most and least1 ,that come is in so meek maneir2 ,et nobis ,puer natus est4 ,sinners1 be glad1 and penance do1 ,and thank your ,maker heartily1 ,for ,he1 that ye might not come to1 ,to you is comen full humbly1 ,your souls with ,his blood to buy1 ,and loose you of the fiend's arrest1 ,and only of ,his own mercy2 ,pro nobis ,puer natus est4 ,celestial fowls in the air1 ,sing with your notes upon hight1 ,in firths and forests fair4 ,be mirthful now1 at all your might1 ,for passed is your dully night2 ,aurora has the cloudis perced1 ,the sun is risen with gladsome light1 ,et nobis ,puer natus est4 ,now spring up flowrs from the root1 ,revert you upward naturally1 ,in honour of the blessed fruit ,that rose up from the ,rose ,mary2 ,lay out your leavs lustily1 ,from dead take life now1 at the least1 ,in worship of that ,prince worthy1 ,qui nobis ,puer natus est4 ,sing heaven imperial1 most of height1 ,regions of air make harmony2 ,all fish in floud1 and fowl of flight1 ,be mirthful and make melody2 ,all ,gloria in ,excelsis cry1 ,heaven1 earth1 sea1 man1 bird1 and beast1 ,he that is crowned above the sky4 ,pro nobis ,puer natus est4 ,,william ,,dunbar #ca ,many4 #bc4 ,,the ,,burning ,,babe ,as ,i in hoary winter's night stood shivering in the snow1 ,surprised ,i was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow2 ,and lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near1 ,a pretty ,babe all burning bright did in the air appear4 ,who scorched with exceeding heat such floods of tears did shed1 ,as though ,his floods should quench ,his flames with what ,his tears were fed2 ,alas1 quoth ,he1 but newly born in fiery heats ,i fry1 ,yet none approach to warm their hearts or feel my fire but ,i4 ,my faultless breast the furnace is1 the fuel wounding thorns1 ,love is the fire1 and sighs the smoke1 the ashes shame and scorns2 ,the fuel ,justice layeth on1 and ,mercy blows the coals2 ,the metal in this furnace wrought are men's defiled souls2 ,for which1 as now on fire ,i am1 to work them to their good1 ,so will ,i melt into a bath1 to wash them in my blood3 ,with this ,he vanished out of sight1 and swiftly shrunk away1 ,and straight ,i called unto mind that it was ,christmas day4 ,,robert ,,southwell #bd4 ,,new ,,prince1 ,,new ,,pomp ,behold a silly tender ,babe1 ,in freezing winter night1 ,in homely manger trembling lies1 ,alas6 a piteous sight4 ,the inns are full1 no man will yield ,this little ,pilgrim bed2 ,but forced ,he is with silly beasts ,in crib to shroud ,his head4 ,despise ,him not for lying there1 ,first what ,he is inquire2 ,an orient pearl is often found ,in depth of dirty mire4 ,weigh not ,his crib1 ,his wooden dish1 ,nor beast that by ,him feed2 ,weigh not ,his mother's poor attire1 ,nor ,joseph's simple weed4 ,this stable is a prince's court1 ,this crib ,his chair of state2 ,the beasts are parcel of ,his pomp1 ,the wooden dish ,his plate4 ,the persons in that poor attire ,his royal liveries wear2 ,the ,prince ,himself is come from heaven ,this pomp is prizd there4 ,with joy approach1 ,o ,christian wight6 ,do homage to thy ,king2 ,and highly praise this humble pomp ,which ,he from heaven doth bring4 ,,robert ,,southwell #be4 ,,new ,,heaven1 ,,new ,,war ,come to your heaven1 you heavenly quires6 ,earth hath the heaven of your desires3 ,remove your dwelling to your ,god1 ,a stall is now ,his best abode2 ,sith men their homage do deny1 ,come1 angels1 all their faults supply4 ,his chilling cold doth heat require1 ,come1 ,seraphim1 in lieu of fire2 ,this little ark no cover hath1 ,let ,cherubs' wings ,his body swathe2 ,come1 ,raphael1 this ,babe must eat1 ,provide our little ,tobie meat4 ,let ,gabriel be now ,his groom1 ,that first took up ,his earthly room2 ,let ,michael stand in ,his defence1 ,whom love hath linked to feeble sense2 ,let ,graces rock when ,he doth cry1 ,and ,angels sing ,his lullaby4 ,the same you saw in heavenly seat ,is ,he that now sucks ,mary's teat2 ,agnize#cb your ,king a mortal wight1 ,his borrowed weeds lets#cc not your sight2 ,come1 kiss the manger where ,he lies2 ,that is your bliss above the skies4 ,this little ,babe so few days old ,is come to rifle ,satan's fold1 ,all hell doth at ,his presence quake1 ,though ,he ,himself for cold do shake2 ,for in this weak unarmd wise ,the gates of hell ,he will surprise4 ,with tears ,he fights and wins the field1 ,his naked breast stands for a shield2 ,his battering shot are babish cries2 ,his arrows1 looks of weeping eyes2 ,his martial ensigns1 cold and need2 ,and feeble flesh ,his warrior's steed4 ,his camp is pitchd in a stall1 ,his bulwark but a broken wall1 ,his crib ,his trench1 hay-stalks ,his stakes1 ,of shepherds ,he ,his muster takes2 ,and thus1 as sure ,his foe to wound1 ,the angels' trumps alarum sound4 ,my soul1 with ,christ join thou in fight2 ,stick to the tents that ,he hath pight2 ,within ,his crib is surest ward1 ,this little ,babe will be thy guard2 ,if thou wilt foil thy foes with joy1 ,then flit not from this heavenly ,boy4 ,,robert ,,southwell #cb ,acknowledge4 #cc ,hinders4 #bf4 ,a ,,child ,,my ,,choice ,let folly praise that fancy loves1 ,i praise and love that ,child1 ,whose heart no thought1 whose tongue no word1 ,whose head no deed defiled4 ,i praise ,him most1 ,i love ,him best1 ,all praise and love is ,his2 ,while ,him ,i love1 in ,him ,i live1 ,and cannot live amiss4 ,love's sweetest mark1 laud's highest theme1 ,man's most desird light1 ,to love ,him life1 to leave ,him death1 ,to live in ,him delight4 ,he mine by gift1 ,i ,his by debt1 ,thus each to other due1 ,first friend ,he was1 best friend ,he is1 ,all times will try ,him true4 ,though young1 yet wise2 though small1 yet strong2 ,though man1 yet ,god ,he is2 ,as wise ,he knows1 as strong ,he can1 ,as ,god ,he loves to bless4 ,his knowledge rules1 ,his strength defends1 ,his love doth cherish all2 ,his birth our joy1 ,his life our light1 ,his death our end of thrall4 ,alas6 ,he weeps1 ,he sighs1 ,he pants1 ,yet doth ,his angels sing2 ,out of ,his tears1 ,his sighs and throbs1 ,doth bud a joyful spring4 ,almighty ,babe1 whose tender arms ,can force all foes to fly1 ,correct my faults1 protect my life1 ,direct me when ,i die6 ,,robert ,,southwell #bg4 ,,nativity ,immensity1 cloistered in thy dear womb1 ,now leaves ,his well-beloved imprisonment2 ,there ,he hath made ,himself to ,his intent1 ,weak enough now into our world to come3 ,but oh6 for thee1 for ,him1 hath th' inn no room8 ,yet lay ,him in ,his stall1 and from the orient ,stars and wise men will travel1 to prevent ,th' effect of ,herod's jealous general doom4 ,see'st thou1 my soul6 with thy faith's eyes1 how ,he1 ,which fills all place1 yet none holds ,him1 doth lie6 ,was not ,his pity towards thee wondrous high1 ,that would have need to be pitied by thee8 ,kiss ,him1 and with ,him into ,egypt go1 ,with ,his kind mother who partakes thy woe4 ,,john ,,donne #bh4 ,,for ,,christmas ,,day ,immortal ,babe1 who this dear day ,didst change ,thine heaven for our clay1 ,and didst with flesh ,thy godhead veil1 ,eternal ,son of ,god1 all hail6 ,shine1 happy star2 ye angels1 sing ,glory on high to heaven's ,king3 ,run1 shepherds1 leave your nightly watch1 ,see heaven come down to ,bethlehem's cratch4 ,worship1 ye sages of the east1 ,the ,king of gods in meanness dressed1 ,o blessd maid1 smile and adore ,the ,god thy womb and arms have bore4 ,star1 angels1 shepherds1 and wise sages1 ,thou virgin glory of all ages1 ,restord frame of heaven and earth1 ,joy in your dear ,redeemer's birth6 ,,joseph ,,hall #bi4 ,a ,,hymn ,,on ,,the ,,nativity ,,of ,,my ,,saviour ,i sing the birth was born to-night1 ,the ,author both of life and light1 ,the angel so did sound it3 ,and like the ravished shepherds said1 ,who saw the light and were afraid1 ,yet searched1 and true they found it4 ,the ,son of ,god1 th' ,eternal ,king1 ,that did us all salvation bring1 ,and freed our soul from danger2 ,he whom the whole world could not take1 ,the ,word1 which heaven and earth did make1 ,was now laid in a manger4 ,the ,father's wisdom willed it so1 ,the ,son's obedience knew no ,no1 ,both wills were in one stature2 ,and as that wisdom had decreed1 ,the ,word was now made flesh indeed1 ,and took on ,him our nature4 ,what comfort by ,him we do win1 ,who made ,himself the price of sin ,to make us heirs of glory6 ,to see this ,babe1 all innocence1 ,a martyr born in our defence3 ,can man forget the story8 ,,ben ,,jonson #cj4 ,,the ,,shepherds' ,,song ,sweet music1 sweeter far ,than any song is sweet3 ,sweet music1 heavenly rare1 ,mine ears1 ,o peers1 doth greet4 ,you gentle flocks1 whose fleeces pearled with dew ,resemble heaven1 whom golden drops make bright1 ,listen1 ,o listen1 now1 ,o not to you ,our pipes make sport to shorten weary night3 ,but voices most divine ,make blissful harmony3 ,voices that seem to shine1 ,for what else clears the sky8 ,tunes can we hear1 but not the singers see1 ,the tunes divine1 and so the singers be4 ,lo1 how the firmament ,within an azure fold ,the flock of stars hath pent1 ,that we might them behold1 ,yet from their beams proceedeth not this light1 ,nor can their crystals such reflection give4 ,what then doth make the element so bright8 ,the heavens are come down upon earth to live3 ,but hearken to the song1 ,glory to glory's ,king1 ,and peace all men among1 ,these quiristers do sing4 ,angels they are1 as also 7shepherds7 ,he ,whom in our fear we do admire to see4 ,let not amazement blind ,your souls1 said he1 annoy3 ,to you and all mankind ,my message bringeth joy4 ,for lo6 the world's great ,shepherd now is born1 ,a blessd ,babe1 an ,infant full of power3 ,after long night uprisen is the morn1 ,renowning ,bethlem in the ,saviour4 ,sprung is the perfect day1 ,by prophets seen afar3 ,sprung is the mirthful ,may1 ,which winter cannot mar4 ,in ,david's city doth this ,sun appear ,clouded in flesh1 yet1 shepherds1 sit we here8 ,,edmund ,,bolton #ca4 ,,of ,,the ,,epiphany ,fair eastern star1 that art ordained to run ,before the sages1 to the rising sun1 ,here cease thy course1 and wonder that the cloud ,of this poor stable can thy ,maker shroud3 ,ye heavenly bodies glory to be bright1 ,and are esteemed as ye are rich in light1 ,but here on earth is taught a different way1 ,since under this low roof the ,highest lay4 ,jerusalem erects her stately towers1 ,displays her windows and adorns her bowers2 ,yet there thou must not cast a trembling spark1 ,let ,herod's palace still continue dark2 ,each school and synagogue thy force repels1 ,there ,pride enthroned in misty error dwells3 ,the temple1 where the priests maintain their quire1 ,shall taste no beam of thy celestial fire1 ,while this weak cottage all thy splendour takes3 ,a joyful gate of every chink it makes4 ,here shines no golden roof1 no ivory stair1 ,no king exalted in a stately chair1 ,girt with attendants1 or by heralds styled1 ,but straw and hay enwrap a speechless ,child4 ,yet ,sabae's lords before this ,babe unfold ,their treasures1 offering incense1 myrrh1 and gold4 ,the crib becomes an altar3 therefore dies ,no ox nor sheep2 for in their fodder lies ,the ,prince of ,peace1 who1 thankful for ,his bed1 ,destroys those rites in which their blood was shed3 ,the quintessence of earth ,he takes1 and fees1 ,and precious gums distilled from weeping trees2 ,rich metals and sweet odours now declare ,the glorious blessings which ,his laws prepare1 ,to clear us from the base and loathsome flood ,of sense1 and make us fit for angels' food1 ,who lift to ,god for us the holy smoke ,of fervent prayers with which we ,him invoke1 ,and try our actions in the searching fire1 ,by which the seraphims our lips inspire3 ,no muddy dross pure minerals shall infect1 ,we shall exhale our vapours up direct3 ,no storm shall cross1 nor glittering lights deface ,perpetual sighs which seek a happy place4 ,,sir ,,john ,,beaumont #cb4 ,,the ,,angels ,run1 shepherds1 run1 where ,bethlehem blest appears1 ,we bring the best of news2 be not dismayed2 ,a ,saviour there is born more old than years1 ,amidst heaven's rolling height this earth who stayed4 ,in a poor cottage inned1 a virgin maid ,a weakling did ,him bear1 who all upbears2 ,there is ,he poorly swaddled1 in manger laid1 ,to whom too narrow swaddlings are our spheres3 ,run1 shepherds1 run1 and solemnize ,his birth4 ,this is that night--no1 day1 grown great with bliss1 ,in which the power of ,satan broken is3 ,in heaven be glory1 peace unto the earth6 ,thus singing1 through the air the angels swam1 ,and cope of stars re-echod the same4 ,,william ,,drummond #cc4 ,,the ,,shepherds ,o than the fairest day1 thrice fairer night6 ,night to blest days in which a sun doth rise1 ,of which that golden eye which clears the skies ,is but a sparkling ray1 a shadow-light6 ,and blessd ye1 in silly pastor's sight1 ,mild creatures1 in whose warm crib now lies ,that heaven-sent ,youngling1 holy-maid-born ,wight1 ,midst1 end1 beginning of our prophecies6 ,blest cottage that hath flowers in winter spread1 ,though withered--blessd grass that hath the grace ,to deck and be a carpet to that place6 ,thus sang1 unto the sounds of oaten reed1 ,before the ,babe1 the shepherds bowed on knees1 ,and springs ran nectar1 honey dropped from trees4 ,,william ,,drummond #cd4 ,a ,,rocking ,,hymn ,sweet baby1 sleep6 ,what ails my dear8 ,what ails my darling thus to cry8 ,be still1 my child1 and lend thine ear ,to hear me sing thy lullaby4 ,my pretty lamb1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my dear2 sweet baby1 sleep6 ,thou blessd soul1 what canst thou fear8 ,what thing to thee can mischief do8 ,thy ,god is now thy ,father dear2 ,his holy spouse thy mother too4 ,sweet baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep6 ,whilst thus thy lullaby ,i sing1 ,for thee great blessings ripening be2 ,thine ,eldest ,brother is a ,king1 ,and hath a kingdom bought for thee4 ,sweet baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep4 ,sweet baby1 sleep1 and nothing fear2 ,for whosoever thee offends ,by thy protector threatened are1 ,and ,god and angels are thy friends4 ,sweet baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep4 ,when ,god with us was dwelling here1 ,in little babes ,he took delight3 ,such innocents as thou1 my dear1 ,are ever precious in ,his sight4 ,sweet baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep4 ,a little ,infant once was ,he1 ,and strength in weakness then was laid ,upon ,his virgin-mother's knee1 ,that power to thee might be conveyed4 ,sweet baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep4 ,in this thy frailty and thy need ,he friends and helpers doth prepare1 ,which thee shall cherish1 clothe1 and feed1 ,for of thy weal they tender are4 ,sweet baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep4 ,the ,king of kings1 when ,he was born1 ,had not so much for outward ease2 ,by ,him such dressings were not worn1 ,nor such-like swaddling clothes as these4 ,sweet baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep4 ,within a manger lodged thy ,lord1 ,where oxen lay and asses fed2 ,warm rooms we do to thee afford1 ,an easy cradle or a bed4 ,sweet baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep4 ,the wants that ,he did then sustain ,have purchased wealth1 my babe1 for thee2 ,and by ,his torments and ,his pain ,thy rest and ease securd be4 ,my baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep4 ,thou hast1 yet more1 to perfect this1 ,a promise and an earnest got ,of gaining everlasting bliss1 ,though thou1 my babe1 perceiv'st it not4 ,sweet baby1 then1 forbear to weep2 ,be still1 my babe2 sweet baby1 sleep4 ,,george ,,wither #ce4 ,,gloria ,,in ,,excelsis ,as on the night before this happy morn1 ,a blessd angel unto shepherds told ,where 7in a stable7 ,he was poorly born1 ,whom nor the earth nor heaven of heavens can hold3 ,thro' ,bethlehem rung ,this news at their return2 ,yea1 angels sung ,that ,god with us was born2 ,and they made mirth because we should not mourn4 ,their angel carol sing we1 then1 ,to ,god on high all glory be1 ,for peace on earth bestoweth ,he1 ,and sheweth favour unto men4 ,this favour ,christ vouchsafd for our sake2 ,to buy us thrones1 ,he in a manger lay2 ,our weakness took1 that we ,his strength might take2 ,and was disrobed that ,he might us array2 ,our flesh ,he wore1 ,our sin to wear away2 ,our curse ,he bore1 ,that we escape it may2 ,and wept for us1 that we might sing for aye4 ,with angels therefore1 sing again1 ,to ,god on high all glory be1 ,for peace on earth bestoweth ,he1 ,and sheweth favour unto men4 ,,giles ,,fletcher #cf4 ,,who ,,can ,,forget8 ,who can forget--never to be forgot-- ,the time1 that all the world in slumber lies1 ,when1 like the stars1 the singing angels shot ,to earth1 and heaven awakd all his eyes ,to see another sun at midnight rise ,on earth8 ,was never sight of pareil fame1 ,for ,god before man like ,himself did frame1 ,but ,god ,himself now like a mortal man became4 ,a ,child ,he was1 and had not learnt to speak1 ,that with ,his word the world before did make2 ,his mother's arms ,him bore1 ,he was so weak1 ,that with one hand the vaults of heaven could shake1 ,see how small room my infant ,lord doth take1 ,whom all the world is not enough to hold6 ,who of ,his years1 or of ,his age hath told8 ,never such age so young1 never a child so old4 ,and yet but newly ,he was infanted1 ,and yet already ,he was sought to die2 ,yet scarcely born1 already banishd2 ,not able yet to go1 and forced to fly3 ,but scarcely fled away1 when by and by ,the tyrant's sword with blood is all defiled1 ,and ,rachel1 for her sons1 with fury wild1 ,cries1 #8,o thou cruel king1 and ,o my sweetest child6' ,egypt ,his nurse became1 where ,nilus springs1 ,who1 straight to entertain the rising sun1 ,the hasty harvest in his bosom brings2 ,but now for drought the fields were all undone1 ,and now with waters all is overrun3 ,so fast the ,cynthian mountains poured their snow1 ,when once they felt the sun so near them glow1 ,that ,nilus ,egypt lost1 and to a sea did grow4 ,the angels carolled loud their song of peace2 ,the cursd oracles were strucken dumb2 ,to see their ,shepherd the poor shepherds press2 ,to see their ,king the kingly sophies come2 ,and them to guide unto his ,master's home1 ,a star comes dancing up the orient1 ,that springs for joy over the strawy tent1 ,where gold1 to make their ,prince a crown1 they all present4 ,,giles ,,fletcher #cg4 ,a ,,christmas ,,carol ,sung to the ,king in the ,presence at ,whitehall4 ,chorus4 ,what sweeter music can we bring ,than a carol1 for to sing ,the birth of this our heavenly ,king8 ,awake the voice6 awake the string6 ,heart1 ear1 and eye1 and every thing ,awake6 the while the active finger ,runs division with the singer4 ,from the flourish they come to the song4 #a4 ,dark and dull night1 fly hence away1 ,and give the honour to this day1 ,that sees ,december turn'd to ,may4 #b4 ,if we may ask the reason1 say ,the why and wherefore all things here ,seem like the spring-time of the year8 #c4 ,why does the chilling winter's morn ,smile like a field beset with corn8 ,or smell like to a mead new shorn1 ,thus on the sudden8 #d4 ,come and see ,the cause why things thus fragrant be3 ',tis ,he is born whose quickening birth ,gives life and lustre1 public mirth1 ,to heaven and the under-earth4 ,chorus4 ,we see ,him come1 and know ,him ours1 ,who with ,his sunshine and ,his showers ,turns all the patient ground to flowers4 #a4 ,the ,darling of the world is come1 ,and fit it is we find a room ,to welcome ,him4 #b4 ,the nobler part ,of all the house here is the heart4 ,chorus4 ,which we will give ,him2 and bequeath ,this holly and this ivy wreath1 ,to do ,him honour2 who's our ,king1 ,and ,lord of all this revelling4 ,,robert ,,herrick #ch4 ,,an ,,ode ,,on ,,the ,,birth ,,of ,,our ,,saviour ,in numbers1 and but these few1 ,i sing ,thy birth1 ,o ,jesu6 ,thou pretty ,baby1 born here ,with sup'rabundant scorn here3 ,who for ,thy princely port here1 ,hadst for ,thy place ,of birth1 a base ,out-stable for ,thy court here4 ,instead of neat enclosures ,of interwoven osiers1 ,instead of fragrant posies ,of daffodils and roses1 ,thy cradle1 kingly ,stranger1 ,as gospel tells1 ,was nothing else ,but here a homely manger4 ,but we with silks1 not crewels1 ,with sundry precious jewels1 ,and lily work will dress ,thee2 ,and1 as we dispossess ,thee ,of clouts1 we'll make a chamber1 ,sweet ,babe1 for ,thee1 ,of ivory1 ,and plastered round with amber4 ,the ,jews they did disdain ,thee1 ,but we will entertain ,thee1 ,with glories to await here ,upon ,thy princely state here1 ,and more for love than pity4 ,from year to year ,we'll make ,thee here ,a free-born of our city4 ,,robert ,,herrick #ci4 ,,christmas ,all after pleasures as ,i rid one day1 ,my horse and ,i both tired1 body and mind1 ,with full cry of affections quite astray1 ,i took up in the next inn ,i could find4 ,there1 when ,i came1 whom found ,i but my dear-- ,my dearest ,lord2 expecting till the grief ,of pleasures brought me to ,him2 ready there ,to be all passengers' most sweet relief8 ,o ,thou1 whose glorious1 yet contracted1 light1 ,wrapt in night's mantle1 stole into a manger2 ,since my dark soul and brutish is ,thy right1 ,to man1 of all beasts1 be not ,thou a stranger4 ,furnish and deck my soul1 that ,thou may'st have ,a better lodging than a rack or grave4 ,the shepherds sing2 and shall ,i silent be8 ,my ,god1 no hymn for thee8 ,my soul's a shepherd too2 a flock it feeds ,of thoughts and words and deeds4 ,the pasture is ,thy word1 the streams ,thy grace1 ,enriching every place4 ,shepherd and flock shall sing1 and all my powers ,outsing the daylight hours4 ,then we will chide the sun for letting night ,take up his place and right3 ,we sing one common ,lord2 wherefore he should ,himself the candle hold4 ,i will go searching till ,i find a sun ,shall stay till we have done2 ,a willing shiner1 that shall shine as gladly ,as frost-nipt suns look sadly4 ,then we will sing and shine all our own day1 ,and one another pay4 ,his beams shall cheer my breast1 and both so twine1 ,till ev'n ,his beams sing and my music shine4 ,,george ,,herbert #dj4 ,,on ,,the ,,morning ,,of ,,christ',s ,,nativity ,this is the month1 and this the happy morn1 ,wherein the ,son of heaven's eternal ,king1 ,of wedded ,maid and ,virgin-,mother born1 ,our great redemption from above did bring2 ,for so the holy sages once did sing1 ,that ,he our deadly forfeit should release1 ,and with ,his ,father work us a perpetual peace4 ,that glorious form1 that light unsufferable1 ,and that far-beaming blaze of majesty1 ,wherewith ,he wont at heaven's high council-table ,to sit the midst of ,trinal ,unity1 ,he laid aside2 and1 here with us to be1 ,forsook the courts of everlasting day1 ,and chose with us a darksome house of mortal clay4 ,say1 heavenly ,muse1 shall not thy sacred vein ,afford a present to the ,infant ,god8 ,hast thou no verse1 no hymn1 or solemn strain1 ,to welcome ,him to this ,his new abode1 ,now while the heaven1 by the sun's team untrod1 ,hath took no print of the approaching light1 ,and all the spangled host keep watch in squadrons bright8 ,see1 how from far1 upon the eastern road1 ,the star-led wizards haste with odours sweet2 ,o run1 prevent them with thy humble ode1 ,and lay it lowly at ,his blessed feet2 ,have thou the honour first thy ,lord to greet1 ,and join thy voice unto the angel-quire1 ,from out ,his secret altar touch'd with hallow'd fire4 ,,the ,,hymn ,it was the winter wild1 ,while the heaven-born ,child ,all meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies2 ,nature in awe to ,him1 ,had doff'd her gaudy trim1 ,with her great ,master so to sympathize3 ,it was no season then for her ,to wanton with the sun1 her lusty paramour4 ,only with speeches fair1 ,she woos the gentle air ,to hide her guilty front with innocent snow1 ,and on her naked shame1 ,pollute with sinful blame1 ,the saintly veil of maiden-white to throw2 ,confounded1 that her ,maker's eyes ,should look so near upon her foul deformities4 ,but ,he1 her fears to cease1 ,sent down the meek-eyed ,peace2 ,she1 crown'd with olive green1 came softly sliding ,down through the turning sphere1 ,his ready harbinger1 ,with turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing2 ,and waving wide her myrtle wand1 ,she strikes a universal peace through sea and land4 ,no war1 or battle's sound1 ,was heard the world around3 ,the idle spear and shield were high up-hung1 ,the hooked chariot stood ,unstain'd with hostile blood2 ,the trumpet spake not to the armed throng1 ,and kings sat still with awful eye1 ,as if they surely knew their sovran ,lord was by4 ,but peaceful was the night ,wherein the ,prince of ,light ,his reign of peace upon the earth began3 ,the winds with wonder whist ,smoothly the waters kist1 ,whispering new joys to the mild ocean1 ,who now hath quite forgot to rave1 ,while birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave4 ,the stars with deep amaze ,stand fix'd in steadfast gaze1 ,bending one way their precious influence4 ,and will not take their flight ,for all the morning light1 ,or ,lucifer that often warn'd them thence2 ,but in their glimmering orbs did glow1 ,until their ,lord ,himself bespake1 and bid them go4 ,and though the shady gloom ,had given day her room1 ,the sun himself withheld his wonted speed1 ,and hid his head for shame1 ,as his inferior flame ,the new enlighten'd world no more should need2 ,he saw a greater ,sun appear ,than his bright throne1 or burning axletree could bear4 ,the shepherds on the lawn1 ,or ere the point of dawn1 ,sat simply chatting in a rustic row2 ,full little thought they then ,that the mighty ,pan ,was kindly come to live with them below2 ,perhaps their loves1 or else their sheep1 ,was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep4 ,when such music sweet ,their hearts and ears did greet1 ,as never was by mortal finger strook2 ,divinely-warbled voice ,answering the stringed noise1 ,as all their souls in blissful rapture took3 ,the air such pleasure loth to lose1 ,with thousand echoes still prolongs each heavenly close4 ,nature that heard such sound1 ,beneath the hollow round ,of ,cynthia's seat1 the airy region thrilling1 ,now was almost won ,to think her part was done1 ,and that her reign had here its last fulfilling2 ,she knew such harmony alone ,could hold all heaven and earth in happier union4 ,at last surrounds their sight ,a globe of circular light1 ,that with long beams the shamefac'd night array'd1 ,the helmed ,cherubim1 ,and sworded ,seraphim1 ,are seen in glittering ranks with wings display'd1 ,harping in loud and solemn quire1 ,with unexpressive notes to ,heaven's new-born ,heir4 ,such music 7as 'tis said7 ,before was never made1 ,but when of old the sons of morning sung1 ,while the ,creator great ,his constellations set1 ,and the well-balanced world on hinges hung1 ,and cast the dark foundations deep1 ,and bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep4 ,ring out1 ye crystal spheres1 ,once bless our human ears1 7,if ye have power to touch our senses so27 ,and let your silver chime ,move in melodious time1 ,and let the base of heaven's deep organ blow2 ,and with your ninefold harmony ,make up full consort to th' angelic symphony4 ,for if such holy song ,enwrap our fancy long1 ,time will run back1 and fetch the age of gold2 ,and speckled ,vanity ,will sicken soon and die1 ,and leprous ,sin will melt from earthly mould2 ,and ,hell itself will pass away1 ,and leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day4 ,yea1 ,truth and ,justice then ,will down return to men1 ,orb'd in a rainbow2 and1 like glories wearing1 ,mercy will sit between1 ,thron'd in celestial sheen1 ,with radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering2 ,and heaven1 as at some festival1 ,will open wide the gates of her high palace-hall4 ,but wisest ,fate says no1 ,this must not yet be so1 ,the ,babe lies yet in smiling infancy1 ,that on the bitter cross ,must redeem our loss2 ,so both ,himself and us to glorify3 ,yet first to those ychain'd in sleep1 ,the wakeful trump of doom must thunder through the deep1 ,with such a horrid clang ,as on ,mount ,sinai rang4 ,while the red fire and smouldering clouds outbrake3 ,the aged earth aghast ,with terror of that blast1 ,shall from the surface to the centre shake2 ,when at the world's last session1 ,the dreadful ,judge in middle air shall spread his throne4 ,and then at last our bliss ,full and perfect is1 ,but now begins2 for from this happy day ,the old dragon under ground ,in straiter limits bound1 ,not half so far casts his usurped sway1 ,and wroth to see his kingdom fail1 ,swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail4 ,the oracles are dumb1 ,no voice or hideous hum ,runs through the arched roof in words deceiving ,apollo from his shrine ,can no more divine1 ,with hollow shriek the steep of ,delphos leaving4 ,no nightly trance1 or breathed spell1 ,inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell4 ,the lonely mountains o'er1 ,and the resounding shore1 ,a voice of weeping heard1 and loud lament2 ,from haunted spring and dale1 ,edg'd with poplar pale1 ,the parting ,genius is with sighing sent2 ,with flower-inwoven tresses torn1 ,the ,nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn4 ,in consecrated earth ,and on the holy hearth ,the ,lars and ,lemures moan with midnight plaint2 ,in urns and altars round1 ,a drear and dying sound ,affrights the ,flamens at their service quaint2 ,and the chill marble seems to sweat1 ,while each peculiar power forgoes his wonted seat4 ,peor and ,balim ,forsake their temples dim1 ,with that twice batter'd god of ,palestine2 ,and mooned ,ashtaroth1 ,heaven's queen and mother both1 ,now sits not girt with tapers' holy shine2 ,the ,libyc ,hammon shrinks his horn1 ,in vain the ,tyrian maids their wounded ,thammuz mourn4 ,and sullen ,moloch1 fled1 ,hath left in shadows dread ,his burning idol all of blackest hue2 ,in vain with cymbals' ring ,they call the grisly king1 ,in dismal dance about the furnace blue2 ,the brutish gods of ,nile as fast1 ,isis1 and ,orus1 and the dog ,anubis1 haste4 ,nor is ,osiris seen ,in ,memphian grove or green1 ,trampling the unshower'd grass with lowings loud3 ,nor can he be at rest ,within his sacred chest1 ,naught but profoundest hell can be his shroud2 ,in vain with timbrell'd anthems dark ,the sable-stoled sorcerers bear his worshipt ark4 ,he feels from ,juda's land ,the dreaded ,infant's hand2 ,the rays of ,bethlehem blind his dusky eyn2 ,nor all the gods beside ,longer dare abide1 ,not ,typhon huge ending in snaky twine3 ,our ,babe1 to show ,his ,godhead true1 ,can in ,his swaddling bands control the damned crew4 ,so when the sun in bed1 ,curtain'd with cloudy red1 ,pillows his chin upon an orient wave1 ,the flocking shadows pale ,troop to th' infernal jail2 ,each fetter'd ghost slips to his several grave1 ,and the yellow-skirted ,fays ,fly after the night-steeds1 leaving their moon-loved maze4 ,but see the ,virgin blest ,hath laid her ,babe to rest2 ,time is our tedious song should here have ending1 ,heaven's youngest-teemed star ,hath fix'd her polish'd car1 ,her sleeping ,lord with handmaid lamp attending3 ,and all about the courtly stable ,bright-harness'd angels sit in order serviceable4 ,,john ,,milton #da4 ,a ,,hymn ,,of ,,the ,,nativity ,chorus4 ,come we shepherds whose blest sight ,hath met ,love's noon in ,nature's night1 ,come1 lift we up our loftier song1 ,and wake the sun that lies too long4 ,to all our world of well-stol'n joy1 ,he slept and dreamt of no such thing1 ,while we found out heaven's fairer eye ,and kist the cradle of our ,king2 ,tell him he rises now too late1 ,to show us aught worth looking at4 ,tell him we now can show him more ,than e'er he showed to mortal sight1 ,than he himself e'er saw before1 ,which to be seen needs not his light4 ,tell him1 ,tityrus1 where th' hast been1 ,tell him1 ,thyrsis1 what th' hast seen4 ,tityrus4 ,gloomy night embraced the place ,where the noble ,infant lay1 ,the ,babe looked up and showed ,his face2 ,in spite of darkness it was day4 ,it was ,thy day1 ,sweet1 and did rise ,not from the ,east but from ,thine eyes4 ,chorus4--,it was ,thy day1 ,sweet1 c4 ,thyrsis4 ,winter chid aloud and sent ,the angry ,north to wage his wars1 ,the ,north forgot his fierce intent1 ,and left perfumes instead of scars2 ,by those sweet eyes' persuasive powers1 ,where he meant frost he scattered flowers4 ,chorus4--,by those sweet eyes1 c4 ,both4 ,we saw ,thee in ,thy balmy nest1 ,bright dawn of our eternal day6 ,we saw ,thine eyes break from their ,east ,and chase the trembling shades away3 ,we saw ,thee and we blest the sight1 ,we saw ,thee by ,thine own sweet light4 ,tityrus4 ,poor world 7said ,i71 what wilt thou do ,to entertain this starry ,stranger8 ,is this the best thou canst bestow1 ,a cold and not too cleanly manger8 ,contend1 ye powers of heaven and earth1 ,to fit a bed for this huge birth4 ,chorus4--,contend1 ye powers1 c4 ,thyrsis4 ,proud world 7said ,i71 cease your contest1 ,and let the mighty ,babe alone1 ,the ,phoenix builds the ,phoenix' nest1 ,love's architecture is all one4 ,the ,babe whose birth embraves this morn1 ,made ,his own bed ere ,he was born4 ,chorus4--,the ,babe whose birth1 c4 ,tityrus4 ,i saw the curl'd drops1 soft and slow1 ,come hovering o'er the place's head1 ,offering their whitest sheets of snow ,to furnish the fair ,infant's bed3 ,forbear 7said ,i71 be not too bold2 ,your fleece is white1 but 'tis too cold4 ,chorus4--,forbear 7said ,i71 c4 ,thyrsis4 ,i saw the obsequious seraphins ,their rosy fleece of fire bestow2 ,for well they now can spare their wings1 ,since heaven itself lies here below3 ,well done 7said ,i71 but are you sure ,your down so warm will pass for pure8 ,chorus4--,well done 7said ,i71 c4 ,tityrus4 ,no1 no1 your ,king's not yet to seek ,where to repose ,his royal head4 ,see1 see1 how soon ,his new-bloom'd cheek ,twixt's mother's breasts is gone to bed3 ,sweet choice 7said ,i71 no way but so1 ,not to lie cold1 yet sleep in snow4 ,chorus4--,sweet choice 7said ,i71 c4 ,both4 ,we saw ,thee in ,thy balmy nest1 ,bright dawn of our eternal day6 ,we saw ,thine eyes break from their ,east ,and chase the trembling shades away2 ,we saw ,thee and we blest the sight1 ,we saw ,thee by ,thine own sweet light4 ,chorus4--,we saw ,thee1 c4 ,full ,chorus4 ,welcome all wonder in one sight1 ,eternity shut in a span1 ,summer in winter1 day in night1 ,heaven in earth and ,god in man6 ,great little ,one6 whose all-embracing birth ,lifts earth to heaven1 stoops heaven to earth4 ,welcome1 though not to gold nor silk ,to more than ,caesar's birthright is1 ,two sister seas of virgin milk1 ,with many a rarely-tempered kiss1 ,that breathes at once both maid and mother1 ,warms in the one and cools in the other4 ,she sings thy tears asleep1 and dips ,her kisses in thy weeping eye2 ,she spreads the red leaves of thy lips ,that in their buds yet blushing lie3 ,she 'gainst those mother-diamonds tries ,the points of her young eagle's eyes4 ,welcome1 though not to those gay flies ,gilded i' the beams of earthly kings1 ,slippery souls in smiling eyes1 ,but to poor shepherds' home-spun things2 ,whose wealth's their flock1 whose wit to be ,well read in their simplicity4 ,yet when young ,april's husband-showers ,shall bless the fruitful ,maia's bed1 ,we'll bring the first-born of her flowers ,to kiss ,thy feet and crown ,thy head3 ,to ,thee1 dread ,lamb1 whose love must keep ,the shepherds more than they their sheep4 ,to ,thee1 meek ,majesty6 soft ,king ,of simple graces and sweet loves1 ,each of us his lamb will bring1 ,each his pair of silver doves1 ,till burnt at last in fire of ,thy fair eyes1 ,ourselves become our own best sacrifice4 ,,richard ,,crashaw #db4 ,,satan',s ,,sight ,,of ,,the ,,nativity ,heaven's golden-wingd herald late he saw ,to a poor ,galilean virgin sent3 ,how long the bright youth bowed1 and with what awe ,immortal flowers to her fair hand present4 ,he saw th' old ,hebrew's womb neglect the law ,of age and barrenness1 and her babe prevent ,his birth by his devotion1 who began ,betimes to be a saint1 before a man4 ,he saw rich nectar thaws release the rigour ,of th' icy north1 from frost-bound ,atlas' hands ,his adamantine fetters fall2 green vigour ,gladding the ,scythian rocks and ,libyan sands4 ,he saw a vernal smile sweetly disfigure ,winter's sad face1 and through the flowery lands ,of fair ,engaddi's honey-sweating fountains ,with manna1 milk1 and balm new broach the mountains4 ,he saw how in that blest day-bearing night ,the heaven rebukd shades made haste away2 ,how bright a dawn of angels with new light ,amazed the midnight world1 and made a day ,of which the morning knew not2 mad with spight ,he mark'd how the poor shepherds ran to pay ,their simple tribute to the ,babe1 whose birth ,was the great business both of heaven and earth4 ,he saw a threefold sun with rich increase ,make proud the ruby portals of the ,east1 ,he saw the temple sacred to sweet peace ,adore her ,prince's birth flat on her breast4 ,he saw the falling idols all confess ,a coming ,deity4 ,he saw the nest ,of poisonous and unnatural loves1 earth-nurst1 ,touch'd with the world's true antidote1 to burst4 ,he saw heaven blossom with a new-born light1 ,on which1 as on a glorious stranger1 gazed ,the golden eyes of night1 whose beam made bright ,the way to ,bethlem2 and as boldly blazed 7,nor ask'd leave of the sun7 by day as night4 ,by whom 7as heaven's illustrious handmaid7 raised ,three kings or1 what is more1 three wise men went ,westward to find the world's true orient4 99 99 99 99 99 ,that the great angel-blinding light should shrink ,his blaze to shine in a poor shepherd's eye1 ,that the unmeasured ,god so low should sink ,as ,pris'ner in a few poor rags to lie1 ,that from ,his mother's breast ,he milk should drink ,who feeds with nectar heaven's fair family1 ,that a vile manger ,his low bed should prove ,who in a throne of stars thunders above3 ,that ,he1 whom the sun serves1 should faintly peep ,through clouds of infant flesh2 that ,he the old ,eternal ,word should be a ,child and weep1 ,that ,he who made the fire should fear the cold3 ,that heaven's high majesty ,his court should keep ,in a clay cottage1 by each blast controll'd3 ,that glory's self should serve our griefs and fears1 ,and free ,eternity submit to years2 ,and further1 that the law's eternal ,giver ,should bleed in ,his own law's obedience2 ,and to the circumcising knife deliver ,himself1 the forfeit of ,his slave's offence2 ,that the unblemish'd ,lamb1 blessed for ever1 ,should take the mark of sin1 and pain of sense3-- ,these are the knotty riddles1 whose dark doubt ,entangle his lost thoughts past getting out4 ,,richard ,,crashaw 7from ,sospetto d',herode7 #dc4 ,a ,,hymn ,,for ,,the ,,epiphany ,sung as by the three kings4 #ast ,king4 ,bright ,babe6 whose awful beauties make ,the morn incur a sweet mistake2 #bnd ,king4 ,for whom the officious heavens devise ,to disinherit the sun's rise2 #crd ,king4 ,delicately to displace ,the day1 and plant it fairer in thy face2 #ast ,king4 ,o ,thou born ,king of loves6 #bnd ,king4 ,of lights6 #crd ,king4 ,of joys6 ,chorus4 ,look up1 sweet ,babe1 look up and see6 ,for love of ,thee1 ,thus far from home1 ,the ,east is come ,to seek herself in ,thy sweet eyes4 #ast ,king4 ,we who strangely went astray1 ,lost in a bright ,meridian night2 #bnd ,king4 ,a darkness made of too much day2 #crd ,king4 ,beckoned from far1 ,by thy fair star1 ,lo1 at last have found our way4 ,chorus4 ,to thee1 thou ,day of ,night2 thou ,east of ,west6 ,lo1 we at last have found the way ,to thee1 the world's great universal ,east1 ,the general and indifferent day4 #ast ,king4 ,all-circling point6 all-centring sphere6 ,the world's one1 round1 eternal year3 #bnd ,king4 ,whose full and all-unwrinkled face1 ,nor sinks nor swells1 with time or place2 #crd ,king4 ,but everywhere and every while ,is one consistent solid smile4 #ast ,king4 ,not vexed and tost1 #bnd ,king4 ',twixt spring and frost2 #crd ,king4 ,nor by alternate shreds of light1 ,sordidly shifting hands with shades and night4 ,chorus4 ,o little ,all1 in ,thy embrace1 ,the world lies warm and likes his place2 ,nor does his full globe fail to be ,kissed on both his cheeks by ,thee2 ,time is too narrow for ,thy year1 ,nor makes the whole world ,thy half-sphere4 99 99 99 99 99 ,therefore1 to ,thee1 and ,thine auspicious ray1 7,dread sweet671 lo thus1 ,at least by us1 ,the delegated eye of day1 ,does first his sceptre1 then himself1 in solemn tribute pay2 ,thus he undresses ,his sacred unshorn tresses2 ,at thy adord feet thus he lays down1 #ast ,king4 ,his glorious tire ,of flame and fire1 #bnd ,king4 ,his glittering robe1 #crd ,king4 ,his sparkling crown1 #ast ,king4 ,his gold1 #bnd ,king4 ,his myrrh1 #crd ,king4 ,his frankincense4 ,chorus4 ,to which he now has no pretence2 ,for being show'd by this day's light1 how far ,he is from sun1 enough to make thy star1 ,his best ambition now is but to be ,something a brighter shadow1 sweet6 of thee4 ,or on heaven's azure forehead high to stand1 ,thy golden index2 with a duteous hand ,pointing us home to our own ,sun1 ,the world's and his ,hyperion4 ,,richard ,,crashaw #dd4 ,,hymn ,,for ,,christmas ,,day ,being a dialogue between three shepherds4 #ast4 ,where is this blessed ,babe ,that hath made ,all the world so full of joy ,and expectation2 ,that glorious ,boy ,that crowns each nation ,with a triumphant wreath of blessedness8 #bnd4 ,where should ,he be but in the throng1 ,and among ,his angel ministers1 that sing ,and take wing ,just as may echo to ,his voice1 ,and rejoice1 ,when wing and tongue and all ,may so procure their happiness8 #crd4 ,but ,he hath other waiters now3 ,a poor cow1 ,an ox and mule1 stand and behold1 ,and wonder ,that a stable should enfold ,him that can thunder4 ,chorus4--,o what a gracious ,god have we1 ,how good6 how great6 even as our misery4 ,,jeremy ,,taylor #de4 ,,hymn ,,for ,,christmas ,,day ,awake1 my soul1 and come away3 ,put on thy best array2 ,lest if thou longer stay ,thou lose some minutes of so blest a day4 ,go run1 ,and bid good-morrow to the sun2 ,welcome his safe return ,to ,capricorn1 ,and that great morn ,wherein a ,god was born1 ,whose story none can tell ,but ,he whose every word's a miracle4 ,to-day ,almightiness grew weak2 ,the ,word itself was mute and could not speak4 ,that ,jacob's star which made the sun ,to dazzle if he durst look on1 ,now mantled o'er in ,bethlehem's night1 ,borrowed a star to show him light4 ,he that begirt each zone1 ,to whom both poles are one1 ,who grasped the zodiac in his hand ,and made it move or stand1 ,is now by nature man1 ,by stature but a span2 ,eternity is now grown short2 ,a ,king is born without a court2 ,the water thirsts1 the fountain's dry2 ,and life1 being born1 made apt to die4 ,chorus4 ,then let our praises emulate and vie ,with ,his humility6 ,since ,he's exiled from skies ,that we might rise1-- ,from low estate of men ,let's sing ,him up again6 ,each man wind up his heart ,to bear a part ,in that angelic choir and show ,his glory high as ,he was low4 ,let's sing towards men goodwill and charity1 ,peace upon earth1 glory to ,god on high6 ,hallelujah6 ,hallelujah6 ,,jeremy ,,taylor #df4 ,,christmas ,,day ,wonder's birthday1 ,which mak'st ,december's face ,fairer than ,may1 ,and bidst the spring give place ,to fresher winter1 in whose hardy snow ,a flower more sweet than the whole spring doth grow4 ,for winter now ,a virgin plant espies1 ,which all his snow ,could never equalize3 ,more white1 more chaste is she1 yet fertile too1 ,the ,king of ,miracles would have it so4 ,for he it was ,who would be born below4 ,and find a place ,amongst poor us to grow4 ,himself he planted in our dust that he ,might be as true a mortal thing as we4 ,himself he set ,and by that art was sure ,that he should get ,a birth all clean and pure3 ,proud flesh corrupts and stains the seed we sow2 ,he1 planted by his ,spirit1 will spotless grow4 ,virginity ,his ,father wanteth not1 ,though glorious he ,so great a ,son hath got2 ,wherefore ,heaven orders that a virgin be ,the ,lily-,mother of his purity4 ,upon the white ,church-wall oft-times have ,i ,observ'd the light1 ,which darting from the sky ,pierc'd the unbroken glass and with it brought ,the orient colours in the window wrought4 ,so from his sphere ,the ,lord of ,light doth come1 ,and passing here ,his crystal ,mother's womb ,leaves her entirely whole1 yet brings away ,her perfect image1 born a man to-day4 ,he who did wear ,god's radiant boundless form ,shrinks himself here ,into a simple worm4 ,heaven moulded up in earth2 ,eternity ,grasp'd in a span of time doth bounded lie4 ,all ,paradise ,collected in one bud ,doth sweetly rise ,from its fair ,virgin bed3 ,omnipotence an ,infant's shape puts on1 ,immensity becomes a ,little ,one4 ,but only ,,love ,would not thus scanted be1 ,but stoutly strove ',gainst this conspiracy ,of strange ,epitomies1 and did display ,itself more full on this contracting day4 ,,joseph ,,beaumont #dg4 ,,sonnet ,,xxv ,incarnatio est maximum ,dei donum4 ,like as the fountain of all light created ,doth pour out streams of brightness undefin'd ,through all the conduits of transparent kind1 ,that heaven and air are both illuminated1 ,and yet his light is not thereby abated2 ,so ,god's eternal bounty ever shin'd ,the beams of being1 moving1 life1 sense1 mind2 ,and to all things himself communicated ,but for the violent diffusive pleasure ,of goodness that left not till ,god had spent ,himself by giving us himself his treasure ,in making man a ,god omnipotent4 ,how might this goodness draw ourselves above ,which drew down ,god with such attractive love6 ,,joseph ,,beaumont #dh4 ,,on ,,the ,,nativity ,,of ,,our ,,saviour ,why does the frowning winter smile ,and check his fierce intent8 ,why does he curb his ruffling powers1 ,as he for snow would sprinkle flowers8 ,there is a reason for this guile1 ',twas but to pay his rent3 ,it is the best that ,huff-capp gives ,at the great birth ,of publicke mirth1 ,and pay'd1 no longer lives4 ,the ,babe unveils ,his lovely face ,to chase the shades away2 ,as soon as ,he casts up ,his eyes ,a sudden brightness will arise ,to gild the room does ,him embrace2 ,in spite of clouds 'tis ,day4 ,lodg'd in ,his mother's bosom ,he ,may sleep in snow1 7,without cold tho'7 ,for down from cold is free4 ,be not amazd1 souls1 for this ,is but the half of ,joy2 ,the ,angels spare their nimble wings1 ,for now they're but superfluous things2 ,to men1 since ,heaven descended is ,contracted in a ,boy4 ,the ,rose of ,sharon's budded now ,and every thing ,portends a spring4 ,december snows adieu3 ,adieu1 but stay3 a ,subject prov'd a ,ring1 ,presents as great1 as splendid1 offering4 ,my breast's the mine whence golden precepts rise1 ,myrrh drops in bitter tears from virgin eyes4 ,frankincense1 praise's furnish'd with desert ,offered upon no altar but my heart1 ,this reinvites my ,god unto my breast ,and spreads the table for the welcome guest4 ,tho' gold1 myrrh1 frankincense1 kings off'red ,thee1 ,thou'st frankincense1 with gold and myrrh from me4 ,if these shrink in performance1 at ,thy eyes ,i'll trine my selfe and prove ,thy sacrifice4 ,j4 ,m4 #di4 ,,the ,,shepherds ,sweet1 harmless livers6 on whose holy leisure1 ,waits innocence and pleasure2 ,whose leaders to those pastures and clear springs ,were patriarchs1 saints1 and kings2 ,how happen'd it that in the dead of night ,you only saw true light1 ,while ,palestine was fast asleep1 and lay ,without one thought of day8 ,was it because those first and blessd swains ,were pilgrims on those plains ,when they received the promise1 for which now ',twas there first shown to you8 ',tis true he loves that dust whereon they go ,that serve him here below1 ,and therefore might for memory of those ,his love there first disclose2 ,but wretched ,salem1 once his love1 must now ,no voice nor vision know2 ,her stately piles with all their height and pride ,now languishd and died1 ,and ,bethlem's humble cots above them stept ,while all her seers slept2 ,her cedar1 fir1 hewed stones1 and gold were all ,polluted through their fall2 ,and those once sacred mansions were now ,mere emptiness and show4 ,this made the angel call at reeds and thatch1 ,yet where the shepherds watch1 ,and ,god's own lodging1 though he could not lack1 ,to be a common rack4 ,no costly pride1 no soft-clothed luxury ,in those thin cells could lie2 ,each stirring wind and storm blew through their cots1 ,which never harboured plots2 ,only content and love and humble joys ,lived there without all noise2 ,perhaps some harmless cares for the next day ,did in their bosoms play1 ,as where to lead their sheep1 what silent nook1 ,what springs or shades to look2 ,but that was all2 and now with gladsome care ,they for the town prepare2 ,they leave their flock1 and in a busy talk ,all towards ,bethlem walk1 ,to seek their soul's great ,shepherd1 who was come ,to bring all stragglers home2 ,where now they find ,him out1 and1 taught before1 ,that ,lamb of ,god adore1 ,that ,lamb1 whose days great kings and prophets wished ,and longed to see1 but missed4 ,the first light they beheld was bright and gay1 ,and turned their night to day2 ,but to this later light they saw in ,him ,their day was dark and dim4 ,,henry ,,vaughan #ej4 ,,christ',s ,,nativity ,awake1 glad heart6 get up and sing6 ,it is the ,birthday of thy ,king4 ,awake6 awake6 ,the sun doth shake ,light from his locks1 and1 all the way ,breathing perfumes1 doth spice the day4 ,awake6 awake6 hark how th' wood rings1 ,winds whisper1 and the busy springs ,a concert make6 ,awake6 awake6 ,man is their high-priest1 and should rise ,to offer up the sacrifice4 ,i would ,i were some bird or star1 ,fluttering in woods1 or lifted far ,above this inn1 ,and road of sin6 ,then either star or bird should be ,shining or singing still to ,thee4 ,i would ,i had in my best part ,fit rooms for ,thee6 or that my heart ,were so clean as ,thy manger was6 ,but ,i am all filth1 and obscene3 ,yet1 if ,thou wilt1 ,thou canst make clean4 ,sweet ,jesu6 will then4 ,let no more ,this leper haunt and soil ,thy door6 ,cure him1 ease him1 ,o release him6 ,and let once more1 by mystic birth1 ,the ,lord of life be born in earth4 ,,henry ,,vaughan #ea4 ,,and ,,they ,,laid ,,him ,,in ,a ,,manger ,happy crib1 that wert alone ,to my ,god1 bed1 cradle1 throne6 ,whilst thy glorious vileness ,i ,view with divine fancy's eye1 ,sordid filth seems all the cost1 ,state1 and splendour1 crowns do boast4 ,see heaven's sacred majesty ,humbled beneath poverty2 ,swaddled up in homely rags1 ,on a bed of straw and flags6 ,he whose hands the heavens display'd1 ,and the world's foundations laid1 ,from the world almost exiled1 ,of all ornaments despoil'd4 ,perfumes bathe ,him not1 new-born1 ,persian mantles not adorn2 ,nor do the rich roofs look bright1 ,with the jasper's orient light4 ,where1 ,o royal ,infant1 be ,th' ensigns of ,thy majesty2 ,thy ,sire's equalizing state2 ,and ,thy sceptre that rules fate8 ,where's ,thy angel-guarded throne1 ,whence ,thy laws ,thou didst make known-- ,laws which heaven1 earth1 hell1 obey'd8 ,these1 ah6 these aside ,he laid2 ,would the emblem be--of pride ,by humility outvied8 ,,sir ,,edward ,,sherburne #eb4 ,,at ,,the ,,sign ,,of ,,the ,,heart ,but art ,thou come1 dear ,saviour8 hath ,thy love ,thus made ,thee stoop1 and leave ,thy throne above ,thy lofty heavens1 and thus ,thyself to dress ,in dust to visit mortals8 ,could no less ,a condescension serve8 and after all ,the mean reception of a cratch and stall8 ,dear ,lord1 ,i'll fetch ,thee thence6 ,i have a room 7',tis poor1 but 'tis my best7 if ,thou wilt come ,within so small a cell1 where ,i would fain ,mine and the world's ,redeemer entertain4 ,i mean1 my ,heart3 'tis sluttish1 ,i confess1 ,and will not mend ,thy lodging1 ,lord1 unless ,thou send before ,thy harbinger1 ,i mean ,thy pure and purging ,grace1 to make it clean ,and sweep its nasty corners2 then ,i'll try ,to wash it also with a weeping eye4 ,and when 'tis swept and wash'd1 ,i then will go ,and1 with ,thy leave1 ,i'll fetch some flowers that grow ,in ,thine own garden1 ,faith and ,love1 to ,thee2 ,with these ,i'll dress it up1 and these shall be ,my rosemary and bays4 ,yet when my best ,is done1 the room's not fit for such a ,guest4 ,but here's the cure2 ,thy presence1 ,lord1 alone ,will make a stall a ,court1 a cratch a ,throne4 ,,unknown #ec4 ,,lodged ,,in ,,an ,,inn ,lodged in an inn ,what ,guest divine ,there meekly lay1 ,the ,god of night and day6 ,in tax-time to pay sums ,he comes1 ,ev'n man's price full3 ,from ,satan's rule ,he will set free ,our poor humanity4 ,to us betake ,blest ,god6 and make ,within our breast ,thy lodging-place and rest2 ,thou ,temples seek'st1 not ,inns3 ,let sins ,no more intrude ,on th' ,inmate ,god1 ,nor e'er deface ,the ornaments of grace4 ,,unknown #ed4 ,,yet ,,if ,,his ,,majesty ,,our ,,sovereign ,,lord ,yet if his majesty our sovereign ,lord ,should of his own accord ,friendly himself invite1 ,and say1 #8,i'll be your guest to-morrow night1' ,how should we stir ourselves1 call and command ,all hands to work6 #8,let no man idle stand4' #8,set me fine ,spanish tables in the hall1 ,see they be fitted all2 ,let there be room to eat1 ,and order taken that there want no meat4 ,see every sconce and candlestick made bright1 ,that without tapers they may give a light4 #8,look to the presence3 are the carpets spread1 ,the das o'er the head1 ,the cushions in the chairs1 ,and all the candles lighted on the stairs8 ,perfume the chambers1 and in any case ,let each man give attendance in his place4' ,thus if the king were coming would we do1 ,and 'twere good reason too2 ,for 'tis a duteous thing ,to show all honour to an earthly king1 ,and after all our travail and our cost1 ,so he be pleased1 to think no labour lost4 ,but at the coming of the ,king of heaven1 ,all's set at six and seven4 ,we wallow in our sin1 ,christ cannot find a chamber in the inn1 ,we entertain ,him always like a stranger1 ,and as at first still lodge ,him in the manger4 ,,unknown #ee4 ,,and ,,art ,,thou ,,come1 ,,blest ,,babe8 ,and art ,thou come1 blest ,babe1 and come to me8 ,come down to teach me how to come to ,thee8 ,welcome1 thrice welcome to my panting soul1 ,which1 as it loves1 doth grieve that 'tis so foul4 ,the less 'tis fit for ,thee come from above1 ,the more it needs ,thee1 and the more ,i love4 ,,unknown #ef4 ,,song ,,of ,,the ,,angels ,,at ,,the ,,nativity ,while shepherds watch'd their flocks by night1 ,all seated on the ground1 ,the ,angel of the ,lord came down1 ,and glory shone around4 #8,fear not1' said he 7for mighty dread ,had seized their troubled mind72 #8,glad tidings of great joy ,i bring ,to you and all mankind4 ',to you in ,david's town this day ,is born of ,david's line ,the ,saviour1 who is ,christ the ,lord2 ,and this shall be the sign3-- #8,the heavenly ,babe you there shall find ,to human view display'd1 ,all meanly wrapt in swathing-bands1 ,and in a manger laid4' ,thus spake the seraph2 and forthwith ,appear'd a shining throng ,of angels praising ,god1 and thus ,address'd their joyful song3-- #8,all glory be to ,god on high1 ,and to the earth be peace2 ,good will henceforth from heaven to men ,begin1 and never cease6' ,,nahum ,,tate #eg4 ,,shepherds1 ,,rejoice ,shepherds1 rejoice1 lift up your eyes1 ,and send your fears away2 ,news from the region of the skies6 ,salvation's born to-day4 #8,jesus1 the ,god whom angels fear1 ,comes down to dwell with you2 ,to-day ,he makes ,his entrance here1 ,but not as monarchs do4 #8,no gold1 nor purple swaddling bands1 ,nor royal shining things2 ,a manger for ,his cradle stands ,and holds the ,king of kings4 #8,go1 shepherds1 where the ,infant lies1 ,and see ,his humble throne3-- ,with tears of joy in all your eyes ,go1 shepherds1 kiss the ,son4' ,thus ,gabriel sang3 and straight around ,the heavenly armies throng2 ,they tune their harps to lofty sound1 ,and thus conclude the song3 #8,glory to ,god that reigns above1 ,let peace surround the earth2 ,mortals shall know their ,maker's love1 ,at their ,redeemer's birth4' ,lord6 and shall angels have their songs1 ,and men no tunes to raise8 ,o may we lose these useless tongues ,when they forget to praise6 ,glory to ,god that reigns above1 ,that pitied us forlorn6 ,we join to sing our ,maker's love-- ,for there's a ,saviour born4 ,,isaac ,,watts #eh4 ,a ,,cradle ,,song ,hush1 my dear1 lie still and slumber1 ,holy angels guard thy bed6 ,heavenly blessings without number ,gently falling on thy head4 ,sleep1 my babe2 thy food and raiment1 ,house and home thy friends provide2 ,all without thy care or payment1 ,all thy wants are well supplied4 ,how much better thou'rt attended ,than the ,son of ,god could be1 ,when from heaven ,he descended1 ,and became a ,child like thee6 ,soft and easy is thy cradle2 ,coarse and hard thy ,saviour lay3 ,when ,his birthplace was a stable1 ,and ,his softest bed was hay4 ,see the kinder shepherds round ,him1 ,telling wonders from the sky6 ,where they sought ,him1 there they found ,him1 ,with the virgin-mother by4 ,see the lovely ,babe a-dressing2 ,lovely ,infant1 how ,he smiled6 ,when ,he wept1 the mother's blessing ,soothed and hushed the holy ,child4 ,lo1 ,he slumbers in ,his manger ,where the hornd oxen fed2 --,peace1 my darling1 here's no danger2 ,here's no ox a-near thy bed4 ,mayst thou live to know and fear ,him1 ,trust and love ,him all thy days2 ,then go dwell for ever near ,him1 ,see ,his face1 and sing ,his praise4 ,i could give thee thousand kisses1 ,hoping what ,i most desire2 ,not a mother's fondest wishes ,can to greater joys aspire4 ,,isaac ,,watts #ei4 ,a ,,hymn ,,for ,,christmas ,,day ,christians1 awake1 salute the happy morn ,whereon the ,saviour of the world was born2 ,rise to adore the ,mystery of love1 ,which hosts of angels chanted from above3 ,with them the joyful tidings first begun ,of ,god incarnate1 and the ,virgin's ,son3 ,then to the watchful shepherds it was told1 ,who heard th' ,angelic ,herald's voice--#8,behold6 ,i bring good tidings of a ,saviour's birth ,to you1 and all the nations upon earth2 ,this day hath ,god fulfill'd his promised word2 ,this day is born a ,saviour1 ,christ1 the ,lord3 ,in ,david's city1 shepherds1 ye shall find ,the long-foretold ,redeemer of mankind1 ,wrapt up in swaddling clothes1 the ,babe divine ,lies in a manger2 this shall be the sign4' ,,john ,,byrom #fj4 ,a ,,hymn ,,for ,,christmas ,,day ,hark1 the glad sound6 the ,saviour comes1 ,the ,saviour promised long2 ,let every heart prepare a throne1 ,and every voice a song6 ,he comes1 the prisoners to release ,in ,satan's bondage held2 ,the gates of brass before ,him burst1 ,the iron fetters yield4 ,he comes1 the broken heart to bind1 ,the bleeding soul to cure1 ,and with the treasures of ,his grace ,t' enrich the humble poor4 ,our glad ,hosannas1 ,prince of ,peace1 ,thy welcome shall proclaim1 ,and heaven's eternal arches ring ,with ,thy belovd name4 ,,philip ,,doddridge #fa4 ,a ,,hymn ,,for ,,christmas ,,day ,hark6 how all the welkin rings1 ,glory to the ,king of kings6 ,peace on earth1 and mercy mild1 ,god and sinners reconciled6 ,joyful1 all ye nations1 rise1 ,join the triumph of the skies2 ,universal nature say1 ,christ the ,lord is born to-day4 ,christ1 by highest ,heaven adored2 ,christ1 the ,everlasting ,lord2 ,late in time behold ,him come1 ,offspring of a ,virgin's womb2 ,veil'd in flesh the ,godhead see2 ,hail1 th' ,incarnate ,deity6 ,pleased as man with men t' appear1 ,jesus1 our ,immanuel here6 ,hail6 the heavenly ,prince of ,peace6 ,hail6 the ,sun of ,righteousness6 ,light and life to all ,he brings1 ,risen with healing in ,his wings4 ,mild ,he lays ,his glory by1 ,born that man no more may die1 ,born to raise the sons of earth1 ,born to give them second birth4 ,,charles ,,wesley #fb4 ,,the ,,shepherds ,,went ,,their ,,hasty ,,way ,the shepherds went their hasty way1 ,and found the lowly stable-shed1 ,where the virgin-mother lay2 ,and now they checked their eager tread1 ,for to the ,babe1 that at her bosom clung1 ,a mother's song the virgin-mother sung4 ,they told her how a glorious light1 ,streaming from a heavenly throng1 ,around them shone1 suspending night6 ,while sweeter than a mother's song1 ,blest angels heralded the ,saviour's birth1 ,glory to ,god on high6 and peace on earth6 ,she listened to the tale divine1 ,and closer still the ,babe she pressed2 ,and while she cried1 ,the ,babe is mine6 ,the milk rushed faster to her breast3 ,joy rose within her1 like a summer's morn2 ,peace1 peace on earth6 the ,prince of ,peace is born4 ,thou mother of the ,prince of ,peace1 ,poor1 simple1 and of low estate6 ,that strife should vanish1 battle cease1 ,o why should this thy soul elate8 ,sweet music's loudest note1 the poet's story1-- ,didst thou ne'er love to hear of fame and glory8 ,and is not ,war a youthful king1 ,a stately hero clad in mail8 ,beneath his footsteps laurels spring2 ,him earth's majestic monarchs hail ,their friend1 their playmate6 and his bold bright eye ,compels the maiden's love-confessing sigh4 #8,tell this in some more courtly scene ,to maids and youths in robes of state6 ,i am a woman poor and mean1 ,and therefore is my soul elate4 ,war is a ruffian1 all with guilt defiled1 ,that from the aged father tears his child4 #8,a murderous fiend by fiends adored1 ,he kills the sire and starves the son2 ,the husband kills1 and from her board ,steals all his widow's toil had won2 ,plunders ,god's world of beauty2 rends away ,all safety from the night1 all comfort from the day4 #8,then wisely is my soul elate1 ,that strife should vanish1 battle cease2 ,i'm poor and of a low estate1 ,the mother of the ,prince of ,peace4 ,joy rises in me1 like a summer's morn3 ,peace1 peace on earth6 the ,prince of ,peace is born4' ,,samuel ,,taylor ,,coleridge #fc4 ,,from ,,ottfried',s ,,paraphrase ,,of ,,the ,,gospel ,she gave with joy her virgin breast2 ,she hid it not1 she bared the breast ,which suckled that divinest ,babe6 ,blessed1 blessed were the breasts ,which the ,saviour ,infant kiss'd2 ,and blessed1 blessed was the mother ,who wrapp'd ,his limbs in swaddling clothes1 ,singing placed ,him on her lap1 ,hung o'er ,him with her looks of love1 ,and soothed ,him with a lulling motion4 ,blessed6 for she shelter'd ,him ,from the damp and chilling air2 ,blessed1 blessed6 for she lay ,with such a ,babe in one blest bed1 ,close as babes and mothers lie6 ,blessed1 blessed evermore1 ,with her virgin lips she kiss'd1 ,with her arms1 and to her breast1 ,she embraced the ,babe divine1 ,her ,babe divine the virgin-mother6 ,there lives not on this ring of earth ,a mortal that can sing her praise4 ,mighty mother1 virgin pure1 ,in the darkness and the night ,for us she bore the heavenly ,lord4 ,,samuel ,,taylor ,,coleridge #fd4 ,,the ,,virgin',s ,,cradle ,,hymn ,copied from a print of the ,virgin in a ,catholic village in ,germany4 ,dormi1 ,jesu6 mater ridet ,quae tam dulcem somnum videt1 ,dormi1 ,jesu6 blandule6 ,si non dormis1 mater plorat1 ,inter fila cantans orat1 ,blande1 veni1 somnule4 ,sleep1 sweet babe6 my cares beguiling3 ,mother sits beside thee smiling2 ,sleep1 my darling1 tenderly2 ,if thou sleep not1 mother mourneth1 ,singing as her wheel she turneth3 ,come1 soft slumber1 balmily6 ,,samuel ,,taylor ,,coleridge #fe4 ,,brightest ,,and ,,best ,,of ,,the ,,sons ,,of ,,the ,,morning6 ,brightest and best of the sons of the morning6 ,dawn on our darkness1 and lend us thine aid6 ,star of the ,east1 the horizon adorning1 ,guide where our ,infant ,redeemer is laid6 ,cold on ,his cradle the dew-drops are shining2 ,low lies ,his head with the beasts of the stall2 ,angels adore ,him1 in slumber reclining1 ,maker and ,monarch and ,saviour of all4 ,say1 shall we yield ,him1 in costly devotion1 ,odours of ,edom and offerings divine8 ,gems of the mountain1 and pearls of the ocean1 ,myrrh from the forest1 or gold from the mine8 ,vainly we offer each ample oblation2 ,vainly with gifts would ,his favour secure2 ,richer by far is the heart's adoration2 ,dearer to ,god are the prayers of the poor4 ,brightest and best of the sons of the morning6 ,dawn on our darkness1 and lend us thine aid6 ,star of the ,east1 the horizon adorning1 ,guide where our ,infant ,redeemer is laid6 ,,reginald ,,heber #ff4 ,,they ,,leave ,,the ,,land ,,of ,,gems ,,and ,,gold ,they leave the land of gems and gold1 ,the shining portals of the ,east2 ,for ,him1 the woman's ,seed foretold1 ,they leave the revel and the feast4 ,to earth their sceptres they have cast1 ,and crowns by kings ancestral worn2 ,they track the lonely ,syrian waste2 ,they kneel before the ,babe new born4 ,o happy eyes that saw ,him first2 ,o happy lips that kissed ,his feet2 ,earth slakes at last her ancient thirst2 ,with ,eden's joy her pulses beat4 ,true kings are those who thus forsake ,their kingdoms for the ,eternal ,king2 ,serpent1 her foot is on thy neck2 ,herod1 thou writhest1 but canst not sting4 ,he1 ,he is ,king1 and ,he alone ,who lifts that infant hand to bless2 ,who makes ,his mother's knee ,his throne1 ,yet rules the starry wilderness4 ,,aubrey ,,de ,,vere #fg4 ,,christmas ,,and ,,new ,,year ,,bells #a ,the time draws near the birth of ,christ3 ,the moon is hid2 the night is still2 ,the ,christmas bells from hill to hill ,answer each other in the mist4 ,four voices of four hamlets round1 ,from far and near1 on mead and moor1 ,swell out and fail1 as if a door ,were shut between me and the sound3 ,each voice four changes on the wind1 ,that now dilate1 and now decrease1 ,peace and goodwill1 goodwill and peace1 ,peace and goodwill1 to all mankind4 ,this year ,i slept and woke with pain1 ,i almost wish'd no more to wake1 ,and that my hold on life would break ,before ,i heard those bells again3 ,but they my troubled spirit rule1 ,for they controll'd me when a boy2 ,they bring me sorrow touch'd with joy1 ,the merry1 merry bells of ,yule4 #b ,ring out1 wild bells1 to the wild sky1 ,the flying cloud1 the frosty light3 ,the year is dying in the night2 ,ring out1 wild bells1 and let him die4 ,ring out the old1 ring in the new1 ,ring1 happy bells1 across the snow3 ,the year is going1 let him go2 ,ring out the false1 ring in the true4 ,ring out the grief that saps the mind1 ,for these that here we see no more2 ,ring out the feud of rich and poor1 ,ring in redress to all mankind4 ,ring out a slowly dying cause1 ,and ancient forms of party strife2 ,ring in the nobler modes of life1 ,with sweeter manners1 purer laws4 ,ring out the want1 the care1 the sin1 ,the faithless coldness of the times2 ,ring out1 ring out my mournful rhymes1 ,but ring the fuller minstrel in4 ,ring out false pride in place and blood1 ,the civic slander and the spite2 ,ring in the love of truth and right1 ,ring in the common love of good4 ,ring out old shapes of foul disease2 ,ring out the narrowing lust of gold2 ,ring out the thousand wars of old1 ,ring in the thousand years of peace4 ,ring in the valiant man and free1 ,the larger heart1 the kindlier hand2 ,ring out the darkness of the land1 ,ring in the ,christ that is to be4 ,,alfred ,,tennyson 7from ,in ,memoriam7 #fh4 ,,the ,,first ,,christmas ,,eve ,it was the calm and silent night3 ,seven hundred years and fifty-three ,had ,rome been growing up to might1 ,and now was ,queen of earth and sea3 ,the clashing of continual wars ,was hushed throughout the wide domain2 ,apollo1 ,pallas1 ,jove and ,mars ,held undisturbed their ancient reign1 ,in the solemn midnight ,centuries ago4 ,it was the calm and silent night3 ,the ,senator of ancient ,rome ,impatient urged his chariot's flight1 ,from lordly revel rolling home3 ,triumphal arches gleaming swell ,his breast with thoughts of boundless sway2 ,nought recked the ,roman what befell ,a paltry province far away1 ,in the solemn midnight ,centuries ago4 ,within that province far away1 ,went plodding home the weary boor4 ,a streak of light before him lay1 ,fallen through a half-shut stable door ,across his path3--he passed2 for nought ,told what was going on within2 ,how bright the stars his only thought1 ,the air1 how calm and cold and thin ,in the solemn midnight ,centuries ago4 ,oh strange indifference6 low and high ,drowsed over common joys and cares-- ,the earth was still1 it knew not why1 ,the world was listening unawares1 ,how calm a moment may precede ,one that shall thrill the world for ever4 ,to that still moment none would heed1 ,man's doom was linked1 no more to sever1 ,in the solemn midnight ,centuries ago4 ,it is the calm and silent night-- ,a thousand bells ring out1 and throw ,their joyous peals around1 and smite ,the darkness--charmed and holy now-- ,the day that erst no name had worn1 ,to it a blessed name is given1 ,for in that stable lay1 new born1 ,the ,peaceful ,prince of earth and heaven-- ,in the solemn midnight ,centuries ago4 ,,alfred ,,domett #fi4 ,,christ ,,was ,,born ,,on ,,christmas ,,day ,christ was born on ,christmas day2 ,wreathe the holly1 twine the bay2 ,christus natus hodie3 ,the ,babe1 the ,son1 the ,holy ,one of ,mary4 ,he is born to set us free1 ,he is born our ,lord to be1 ,ex ,maria ,virgine3 ,the ,god1 the ,lord1 by all adored for ever4 ,let the bright red berries glow ,everywhere in goodly show2 ,christus natus hodie3 ,the ,babe1 the ,son1 the ,holy ,one of ,mary4 ,christian men1 rejoice and sing2 ',tis the birthday of a ,king1 ,ex ,maria ,virgine3 ,the ,god1 the ,lord1 by all adored for ever4 ,night of sadness1 ,morn of gladness ,evermore3 ,ever1 ever1 after many troubles sore1 ,morn of gladness1 evermore and evermore4 ,midnight scarcely passed and over1 ,drawing to this holy morn1 ,very early1 very early ,christ was born4 ,sing out with bliss1 ,his name is this-- ,emmanuel1 ,as was foretold in days of old ,by ,gabriel4 ,j4 ,m4 ,,neale #gj4 ,a ,,christmas ,,carol ,it chanced upon the merry merry ,christmas eve ,i went sighing past the church across the moorland dreary-- #8,oh6 never sin and want and woe this earth will leave1 ,and the bells but mock the wailing round1 they sing so cheery4 ,how long1 ,o ,lord6 how long before ,thou come again8 ,still in cellar1 and in garret1 and on moorland dreary ,the orphans moan1 and widows weep1 and poor men toil in vain1 ,till earth is sick of hope deferred1 though ,christmas bells be cheery4' ,then arose a joyous clamour from the wildfowl on the mere1 ,beneath the stars1 across the snow1 like clear bells ringing1 ,and a voice within cried--#8,listen6--,christmas carols even here6 ,though thou be dumb1 yet o'er their work the stars and snows are singing4 ,blind6 ,i live1 ,i love1 ,i reign2 and all the nations through ,with the thunder of my judgements even now are ringing2 ,do thou fulfil thy work1 but as yon wildfowl do1 ,thou wilt hear no less the wailing1 yet hear through it angels singing4' ,,charles ,,kingsley #ga4 ,a ,,christmas ,,carol ,in the bleak mid-winter ,frosty wind made moan1 ,earth stood hard as iron1 ,water like a stone2 ,snow had fallen1 snow on snow1 ,snow on snow1 ,in the bleak mid-winter ,long ago4 ,our ,god1 heaven cannot hold ,him1 ,nor earth sustain2 ,heaven and earth shall flee away ,when ,he comes to reign3 ,in the bleak mid-winter ,a stable-place sufficed ,the ,lord ,god ,almighty ,jesus ,christ4 ,enough for ,him whom cherubim ,worship night and day1 ,a breastful of milk ,and a mangerful of hay2 ,enough for ,him whom angels ,fall down before1 ,the ox and ass and camel ,which adore4 ,angels and archangels ,may have gathered there1 ,cherubim and seraphim ,thronged the air3 ,but only ,his mother1 ,in her maiden bliss1 ,worshipped the ,belovd ,with a kiss4 ,what can ,i give ,him1 ,poor as ,i am8 ,if ,i were a shepherd ,i would bring a lamb1 ,if ,i were a wise man ,i would do my part1-- ,yet what ,i can ,i give ,him3 ,give my heart4 ,,christina ,,rossetti #gb4 ,,masters1 ,,in ,,this ,,hall ,to ,bethlem did they go1 the shepherds three2 ,to ,bethlem did they go1 to see whe'r it were so or no1 ,whether ,christ were born or no ,to set men free4 ,masters1 in this hall1 ,hear ye news to-day ,brought over sea1 ,and ever ,i you pray1 ,nowell6 ,nowell6 ,nowell6 ,nowell6 ,sing we clear6 ,holpen are all folk on earth1 ,born is ,god's ,son so dear4 ,going over the hills ,through the milk-white snow1 ,heard ,i ewes bleat ,while the wind did blow4 ,nowell1 c4 ,shepherds many an one ,sat among the sheep2 ,no man spake more word ,than they had been asleep4 ,nowell1 c4 ,quoth ,i1 #8,fellows mine1 ,why this guise sit ye8 ,making but dull cheer1 ,shepherds though ye be8' ,nowell1 c4 #8,shepherds should of right ,leap and dance and sing2 ,thus to see ye sit ,is a right strange thing4' ,nowell1 c4 ,quoth these fellows then1 #8,to ,bethlem town we go1 ,to see a mighty ,lord ,lie in manger low4' ,nowell1 c4 #8,how name ye this ,lord1 ,shepherds8' then said ,i4 #8,very ,god1' they said1 #8,come from heaven high4' ,nowell1 c4 ,then to ,bethlem town ,we went two and two1 ,and in a sorry place ,heard the oxen low4 ,nowell1 c4 ,therein did we see ,a sweet and goodly ,may1 ,and a fair old man2 ,upon the straw she lay4 ,nowell1 c4 ,and a little ,child ,on her arm had she2 #8,wot ye who ,this is8' ,said the hinds to me4 ,nowell1 c4 ,ox and ass ,him know1 ,kneeling on their knee3 ,wondrous joy had ,i ,this little ,babe to see4 ,nowell1 c4 ,this is ,christ the ,lord1 ,masters1 be ye glad6 ,christmas is come in1 ,and no folk should be sad4 ,nowell1 c4 ,,william ,,morris #gc4 ,,outlanders1 ,,whence ,,come ,,ye ,,last8 ,outlanders1 whence come ye last8 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door4 ,through what green sea and great have ye passed8 ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 ,from far away1 ,o masters mine1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door4 ,we come to bear you goodly wine3 ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 ,from far away we come to you1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door4 ,to tell of great tidings strange and true3 ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 ,news1 news of the ,trinity1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door4 ,and ,mary and ,joseph from over the sea3 ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 ,for as we wandered far and wide1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door4 ,what hap do ye deem there should us betide8 ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 ,under a bent when the night was deep1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door4 ,there lay three shepherds tending their sheep3 ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 #8,o ye shepherds1 what have ye seen1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door1 ,to slay your sorrow and heal your teen8' ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 #8,in an ox-stall this night we saw1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door1 ,a ,babe and a maid without a flaw4' ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 #8,there was an old man there beside1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door1 ,his hair was white and his hood was wide4' ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 #8,and as we gazed this thing upon1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door1 ,those twain knelt down to the ,little ,one4' ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 #8,and a marvellous song we straight did hear1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door1 ,that slew our sorrow and healed our care4' ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 ,news of a fair and a marvellous thing1 ,the snow in the street and the wind on the door4 ,nowell1 nowell1 nowell1 we sing6 ,minstrels and maids1 stand forth on the floor4 ,,william ,,morris #gd4 ,,sir ,,galahad1 ,a ,,christmas ,,mystery ,it is the longest night in all the year1 ,near on the day when the ,lord ,christ was born2 ,six hours ago ,i came and sat down here1 ,and ponder'd sadly1 wearied and forlorn4 ,the winter wind that pass'd the chapel door1 ,sang out a moody tune1 that went right well ,with mine own thoughts3 ,i look'd down on the floor1 ,between my feet1 until ,i heard a bell ,sound a long way off through the forest deep1 ,and toll on steadily2 a drowsiness ,came on me1 so that ,i fell half asleep1 ,as ,i sat there not moving3 less and less ,i saw the melted snow that hung in beads ,upon my steel shoes2 less and less ,i saw ,between the tiles the bunches of small weeds3 ,heartless and stupid1 with no touch of awe ,upon me1 half-shut eyes upon the ground1 ,i thought2 ,o ,galahad6 the days go by1 ,stop and cast up now that which you have found1 ,so sorely you have wrought and painfully4 ,night after night your horse treads down alone ,the sere damp fern1 night after night you sit ,holding the bridle like a man of stone1 ,dismal1 unfriended1 what thing comes of it4 ,and what if ,palomydes also ride1 ,and over many a mountain and bare heath ,follow the questing beast with none beside8 ,is he not able still to hold his breath ,with thoughts of ,iseult8 doth he not grow pale ,with weary striving1 to seem best of all ,to her1 #8as she is best1' he saith8 to fail ,is nothing to him1 he can never fall4 ,for unto such a man love-sorrow is ,so dear a thing unto his constant heart1 ,that even if he never win one kiss1 ,or touch from ,iseult1 it will never part4 ,and he will never know her to be worse ,than in his happiest dreams he thinks she is3 ,good knight1 and faithful1 you have 'scaped the curse ,in wonderful-wise2 you have great store of bliss4 ,yea1 what if ,father ,launcelot ride out1 ,can he not think of ,guenevere's arms1 round1 ,warm and lithe1 about his neck1 and shout ,till all the place grows joyful with the sound8 ,and when he lists can often see her face1 ,and think1 #8,next month ,i kiss you1 or next week1 ,and still you think of me'3 therefore the place ,grows very pleasant1 whatsoever he seek4 ,but me1 who ride alone1 some carle shall find ,dead in my arms in the half-melted snow1 ,when all unkindly with the shifting wind1 ,the thaw comes on at ,candlemas3 ,i know ,indeed that they will say3 #8,this ,galahad ,if he had lived had been a right good knight2 ,ah6 poor chaste body6' but they will be glad1 ,not most alone1 but all1 when in their sight ,that very evening in their scarlet sleeves ,the gay-dress'd minstrels sing2 no maid will talk ,of sitting on my tomb1 until the leaves1 ,grown big upon the bushes of the walk1 ,east of the ,palace-pleasaunce1 make it hard ,to see the minster therefrom3 well-a-day6 ,before the trees by autumn were well bared1 ,i saw a damozel with gentle play1 ,within that very walk say last farewell ,to her dear knight1 just riding out to find 7,why should ,i choke to say it87 the ,sangreal1 ,and their last kisses sunk into my mind1 ,yea1 for she stood lean'd forward on his breast1 ,rather1 scarce stood2 the back of one dear hand1 ,that it might well be kiss'd1 she held and press'd ,against his lips2 long time they stood there1 fann'd ,by gentle gusts of quiet frosty wind1 ,till ,mador de la ,porte a-going by1 ,and my own horsehoofs roused them2 they untwined1 ,and parted like a dream4 ,in this way ,i1 ,with steeply face bent to the chapel floor1 ,kept musing half asleep1 till suddenly ,a sharp bell rang from close beside the door1 ,and ,i leapt up when something pass'd me by1 ,shrill ringing going with it1 still half blind ,i stagger'd after1 a great sense of awe ,at every step kept gathering on my mind1 ,thereat ,i have no marvel1 for ,i saw ,one sitting on the altar as a throne1 ,whose face no man could say he did not know1 ,and though the bell still rang1 he sat alone1 ,with raiment half blood-red1 half white as snow4 ,right so ,i fell upon the floor and knelt1 ,not as one kneels in church when mass is said1 ,but in a heap1 quite nerveless1 for ,i felt ,the first time what a thing was perfect dread4 ,but mightily the gentle voice came down3 #8,rise up1 and look and listen1 ,galahad1 ,good knight of ,god1 for you will see no frown ,upon my face2 ,i came to make you glad4 #8,for that you say that you are all alone1 ,i will be with you always1 and fear not ,you are uncared for1 though no maiden moan ,above your empty tomb2 for ,launcelot1 #8,he in good time shall be my servant too1 ,meantime1 take note whose sword first made him knight1 ,and who has loved him alway1 yea1 and who ,still trusts him alway1 though in all men's sight1 #8,he is just what you know1 ,o ,galahad1 ,this love is happy even as you say1 ,but would you for a little time be glad1 ,to make me sorry long day after day8 #8,her warm arms round his neck half throttle ,me1 ,the hot love-tears burn deep like spots of lead1 ,yea1 and the years pass quick3 right dismally ,will ,launcelot at one time hang his head2 #8,yea1 old and shrivell'd he shall win my love4 ,poor ,palomydes fretting out his soul6 ,not always is he able1 son1 to move ,his love1 and do it honour3 needs must roll #8,the proudest destrier sometimes in the dust1 ,and then 'tis weary work2 he strives beside ,seem better than he is1 so that his trust ,is always on what chances may betide2 #8,and so he wears away1 my servant1 too1 ,when all these things are gone1 and wretchedly ,he sits and longs to moan for ,iseult1 who ,is no care now to ,palomydes3 see1 #8,o good son ,galahad1 upon this day1 ,now even1 all these things are on your side1 ,but these you fight not for2 look up1 ,i say1 ,and see how ,i can love you1 for no pride #8,closes your eyes1 no vain lust keeps them down4 ,see now you have ,,me always2 following ,that holy vision1 ,galahad1 go on1 ,until at last you come to ,me to sing #8,in heaven always1 and to walk around ,the garden where ,i am'3 he ceased1 my face ,and wretched body fell upon the ground2 ,and when ,i look'd again1 the holy place ,was empty2 but right so the bell again ,came to the chapel-door1 there entered ,two angels first1 in white1 without a stain1 ,and scarlet wings1 then after them a bed1 ,four ladies bore1 and set it down beneath ,the very altar-step1 and while for fear ,i scarcely dared to move or draw my breath1 ,those holy ladies gently came a-near1 ,and quite unarm'd me1 saying3 #8,galahad1 ,rest here a while and sleep1 and take no thought ,of any other thing than being glad2 ,hither the ,sangreal will be shortly brought1 #8,yet must you sleep the while it stayeth here4' ,right so they went away1 and ,i1 being weary1 ,slept long and dream'd of heaven3 the bell comes near1 ,i doubt it grows to morning4 ,miserere6 ,enter two angels in white1 with scarlet wings2 also1 four ladies in gowns of red and green2 also an angel1 bearing in his hands a surcoat of white1 with a red cross4 ,an ,angel4 ,o servant of the high ,god1 ,galahad6 ,rise and be arm'd1 the ,sangreal is gone forth ,through the great forest1 and you must be had ,unto the sea that lieth on the north3 ,there shall you find the wondrous ship wherein ,the spindles of ,king ,solomon are laid1 ,and the sword that no man draweth without sin1 ,but if he be most pure3 and there is stay'd1 ,hard by1 ,sir ,launcelot1 whom you will meet ,in some short space upon that ship3 first1 though1 ,will come here presently that lady sweet1 ,sister of ,percival1 whom you well know1 ,and with her ,bors and ,percival3 stand now1 ,these ladies will to arm you4 ,first ,lady putting on the hauberke4 ,galahad1 ,that ,i may stand so close beneath your brow1 ,i1 ,margaret of ,antioch1 am glad4 ,second ,lady girding him with the sword4 ,that ,i may stand and touch you with my hand1 ,o ,galahad1 ,i1 ,cecily1 am glad4 ,third ,lady buckling on the spurs4 ,that ,i may kneel while up above you stand1 ,and gaze at me1 ,o holy ,galahad1 ,i1 ,lucy1 am most glad4 ,fourth ,lady putting on the basnet4 ,o gentle knight1 ,that you bow down to us in reverence1 ,we are most glad1 ,i1 ,katherine1 with delight ,must needs fall trembling4 ,angel putting on the crossed surcoat4 ,galahad1 we go hence1 ,for here1 amid the straying of the snow1 ,come ,percival's sister1 ,bors1 and ,percival4 ,the four ,ladies carry out the bed1 and all go but ,galahad4 ,galahad4 ,how still and quiet everything seems now6 ,they come1 too1 for ,i hear the horsehoofs fall4 ,enter ,sir ,bors1 ,sir ,percival1 and his ,sister4 ,fair friends and gentle lady1 ,god you save6 ,a many marvels have been here to-night2 ,tell me what news of ,launcelot you have1 ,and has ,god's body ever been in sight8 ,sir ,bors4 ,why1 as for seeing that same holy thing1 ,as we were riding slowly side by side1 ,an hour ago1 we heard a sweet voice sing1 ,and through the bare twigs saw a great light glide1 ,with many-colour'd raiment1 but far off1 ,and so pass'd quickly--from the court nought good2 ,poor merry ,dinadan1 that with jape and scoff ,kept us all merry1 in a little wood ,was found all hack'd and dead2 ,sir ,lionel ,and ,gauwaine have come back from the great quest1 ,just merely shamed2 and ,lauvaine1 who loved well ,your father ,launcelot1 at the king's behest ,went out to seek him1 but was almost slain1 ,perhaps is dead now2 everywhere ,the knights come foil'd from the great quest2 in vain1 ,in vain they struggle for the vision fair4 ,,william ,,morris #ge4 ,,aishah ,,schechinah ,a shape1 like folded light1 embodied air1 ,yet wreath'd with flesh and warm2 ,all that of heaven is feminine and fair1 ,moulded in visible form4 ,she stood1 the ,lady ,schechinah of earth1 ,a chancel for the sky2 ,where woke1 to breath and beauty1 ,god's own birth ,for men to see ,him by4 ,round her1 too pure to mingle with the day1 ,light1 that was life1 abode2 ,folded within her fibres meekly lay ,the link of boundless ,god4 ,so link'd1 so blent1 that when1 with pulse fulfill'd1 ,moved but that infant hand1 ,far1 far away1 ,his conscious ,godhead thrill'd1 ,and stars might understand4 ,lo6 where they pause1 with intergathering rest1 ,the ,threefold and the ,one6 ,and lo6 ,he binds them to her orient breast1 ,his ,manhood girded on4 ,the ,zone1 where two glad worlds for ever meet1 ,beneath that bosom ran3 ,deep in that womb1 the conquering ,paraclete ,smote ,godhead on to man6 ,sole scene among the stars1 where1 yearning1 glide ,the ,threefold and the ,one3 ,her ,god upon her lap1 the ,virgin-,bride1 ,her ,awful ,child1 her ,son4 ,r4 ,s4 ,,hawker #gf4 ,,king ,,arthur',s ,,waes-,,hael ,,the ,,rubric ,when the brown bowl is filled for yule1 let the dome or upper half be set on2 then let the waes-haelers kneel one by one and draw up the wine with their reeds through the two bosses at the rim4 ,let one breath only be drawn by each of the morice for his waes-hael4 ,waes-hael for knight and dame6 ,o6 merry be their dole2 ,drink-hael6 in ,jesu's name ,we fill the tawny bowl2 ,but cover down the curving crest1 ,mould of the ,orient ,lady's breast4 ,waes-hael6 yet lift no lid3 ,drain ye the reeds for wine4 ,drink-hael6 the milk was hid ,that soothed that ,babe divine2 ,hushed1 as this hollow channel flows1 ,he drew the balsam from the rose4 ,waes-hael6 thus glowed the breast ,where a ,god yearned to cling2 ,drink-hael6 so ,jesu pressed ,life from its mystic spring2 ,then hush1 and bend in reverent sign1 ,and breathe the thrilling reeds for wine4 ,waes-hael6 in shadowy scene1 ,lo6 ,christmas children we2 ,drink-hael6 behold we lean ,at a far ,mother's knee2 ,to dream1 that thus her bosom smiled1 ,and learn the lip of ,bethlehem's ,child4 ,r4 ,s4 ,,hawker #gg4 ,,regina ,,coeli ,say1 did his ,sisters wonder what could ,joseph see ,in a mild1 silent little ,maid like thee8 ,and was it awful1 in that narrow house1 ,with ,god for ,babe and ,spouse8 ,nay1 like thy simple1 female sort1 each one ,apt to find ,him in ,husband and in ,son1 ,nothing to thee came strange in this4 ,thy wonder was but wondrous bliss3 ,wondrous1 for1 though ,true ,virgin lives not but does know1 7,howbeit none ever yet confess'd17 ,that ,god lies really in her breast1 ,of thine ,he made ,his special nest6 ,and so ,all mothers worship little feet1 ,and kiss the very ground they've trod2 ,but1 ah1 thy little ,baby sweet ,who was indeed thy ,god4 ,,coventry ,,patmore #gh4 ,,mary ,,mother ,,of ,,divine ,,grace1 ,,compared ,,to ,,the ,,air ,,we ,,breathe ,wild air1 world-mothering air1 ,nestling me everywhere1 ,that each eyelash or hair ,girdles2 goes home betwixt ,the fleeciest1 frailest-flixed ,snow-flake2 that's fairly mixed ,with1 riddles1 and is rife ,in every least thing's life2 ,this needful1 never spent ,and nursing element2 ,my more than meat and drink1 ,my meal at every wink2 ,this air1 which1 by life's law1 ,my lung must draw and draw ,now1 but to breathe its praise1-- ,minds me in many ways ,of her who not only ,gave ,god's infinity1 ,dwindled to infancy1 ,welcome in womb and breast1 ,birth1 milk1 and all the rest1 ,but mothers each new grace ,that does now reach our race1 ,mary ,immaculate1 ,merely a woman1 yet ,whose presence1 power is ,great as no goddess's ,was deemd1 dreamd2 who ,this one work has to do-- ,let all ,god's glory through1 ,god's glory1 which would go ,through her and from her flow ,off1 and no way but so4 ,i say that we are wound ,with mercy round and round ,as if with air3 the same ,is ,mary1 more by name1 ,she1 wild web1 wondrous robe1 ,mantles the guilty globe1 ,since ,god has let dispense ,her prayers ,his providence4 ,nay1 more than almoner1 ,the sweet alms' self is her ,and men are meant to share ,her life as life does air4 ,if ,i have understood1 ,she holds high motherhood ,towards all our ghostly good ,and plays in grace her part ,about man's beating heart1 ,laying1 like air's fine flood1 ,the death-dance in his blood2 ,yet no part but what will ,be ,christ our ,saviour still4 ,of her flesh he took flesh3 ,he does take1 fresh and fresh1 ,though much the mystery how1 ,not flesh but spirit now ,and wakes1 ,o marvellous6 ,new ,nazareths in us1 ,where she shall yet conceive ,him1 morning1 noon1 and eve2 ,new ,bethlems1 and he born ,there1 evening1 noon and morn-- ,bethlem or ,nazareth1 ,men here may draw like breath ,more ,christ1 and baffle death2 ,who1 born so1 comes to be ,new self1 and nobler me ,in each one1 and each one ,more makes1 when all is done1 ,both ,god's and ,mary's son4 ,again1 look overhead ,how air is azurd4 ,o how6 nay do but stand ,where you can lift your hand ,skywards3 rich1 rich it laps ,round the four finger-gaps4 ,yet such a sapphire-shot1 ,charged1 steepd sky will not ,stain light4 ,yea1 mark you this3 ,it does no prejudice4 ,the glass-blue days are those ,when every colour glows1 ,each shape and shadow shows4 ,blue be it3 this blue heaven ,the seven or seven times seven ,hued sunbeam will transmit ,perfect1 not alter it4 ,or if there does some soft ,on things aloof1 aloft1 ,bloom breathe1 that one breath more ,earth is the fairer for4 ,whereas did air not make ,this bath of blue and slake ,his fire1 the sun would shake1 ,a blear and blinding ball ,with blackness bound1 and all ,the thick stars round him roll ,flashing like flecks of coal1 ,quartz-fret1 or sparks of salt ,in grimy vasty vault4 ,so ,god was ,god of old2 ,a mother came to mould ,those limbs like ours which are ,what must make our daystar ,much dearer to mankind3 ,whose glory bare would blind ,or less would win man's mind4 ,through her we may see ,him ,made sweeter1 not made dim1 ,and her hand leaves ,his light ,sifted to suit our sight4 ,be thou1 then1 ,o thou dear ,mother1 my atmosphere2 ,my happier world wherein ,to wend and meet no sin2 ,above me1 round me lie ,fronting my froward eye ,with sweet and scarless sky2 ,stir in my ears1 speak there ,of ,god's love1 ,o live air1 ,of patience1 penance1 prayer2 ,world-mothering air1 air wild1 ,wound with thee1 in thee isled1 ,fold home1 fast fold thy child4 ,,gerard ,,hopkins #gi4 ,a ,,meditation ,,for ,,christmas ,,day ,consider1 ,o my soul1 what morn is this6 ,whereon the eternal ,lord of all things made ,for us1 poor mortals1 and our endless bliss1 ,came down from heaven2 and1 in a manger laid1 ,the first1 rich1 offerings of our ransom paid3 ,consider1 ,o my soul1 what morn is this6 ,consider what estate of fearful woe ,had then been ours1 had ,he refused this birth2 ,from sin to sin tossed vainly to and fro1 ,hell's playthings1 o'er a doomed and helpless earth6 ,had ,he from us withheld ,his priceless worth1 ,consider man's estate of fearful woe6 ,consider to what joys ,he bids thee rise1 ,who comes1 ,himself1 life's bitter cup to drain6 ,ah6 look on this sweet ,child1 whose innocent eyes1 ,ere all be done1 shall close in mortal pain1 ,that thou at last ,love's ,kingdom may'st attain3 ,consider to what joys ,he bids thee rise6 ,consider all this wonder1 ,o my soul3 ,and in thine inmost shrine make music sweet6 ,yea1 let the world1 from furthest pole to pole1 ,join in thy praises this dread birth to greet6 ,kneeling to kiss thy ,saviour's infant feet6 ,consider all this wonder1 ,o my soul6 ,,selwyn ,,image #hj4 ,a ,,morning ,,song ,,for ,,christmas ,,day ,for ,music4 #a ,wake1 what unusual light doth greet ,the early dusk of this our street8 #b ,it is the ,lord6 it is the ,christ6 ,that hath the will of ,god sufficed2 ,that ere the day is born anew1 ,himself is born a ,child for you4 ,chorus4 ,the harp1 the viol1 and the lute1 ,to strike a praise unto our ,god6 ,bring here the reeds6 bring here the flute6 ,wake summer from the winter's sod6 ,oh1 what a feast of feasts is given ,to ,his poor servants1 by the ,king of ,heaven6 #c ,where is the ,lord8 #b ,here is the ,lord1 ,at thine own door4 ',tis ,he1 the ,word2 ,he1 at whose face1 the eternal speed ,of orb on orb was changed to song4 ,shall ,he the sound of viols heed1 ,whose ears have heard so high a throng8 ,shall ,he regard the citherns strung ,to whom the morning stars have sung8 ,chorus4 ,then wake1 my heart1 and sweep the strings1 ,the seven in the ,lyre of ,life6 ,instead of lutes1 the spirit sings2 ,with praise its quiet house is rife6 ,oh1 what a feast of feasts is given ,to ,his poor servants1 by the ,king of ,heaven6 #d ,who is the ,lord8 #b ,he is the ,lord1 ,that ,light of light1 that ,chief of all6 #a ,who is the ,lord8 #b ,he is the ,lord1 ,an outcast lying in a stall2 ,for in the inn no room is left1 ,while the unworthy feast instead2 ,he of all welcome is bereft1 ,and hath not where to lay ,his head4 #a ,what fitter place could ,i prepare1 ,what better cradle1 say1 is there ,than this my heart1 if that were fair8 #b ,thou hast divined6 ,a nobler part ,in man or angel1 or of earth1 or skies1 ,there is not1 than a broken heart2 ,the which thy ,god may ne'er despise4 ,,the ,,hymn ,chorus4 ,lord1 in my heart a little child1 ,now that the snows beat far and wide1 ,while ever wails the tempest wild1 ,good ,lord abide4 ,nor go ,thou if the summer comes1 ,nor if the summer days depart2 ,but chiefly make ,thy home of homes1 ,lord1 in my heart4 ,,herbert ,p4 ,,horne #ha4 ,,christmas ,,at ,,sea ,the sheets were frozen hard1 and they cut the naked hand2 ,the decks were like a slide1 where a seaman scarce could stand2 ,the wind was a nor'wester1 blowing squally oft the sea2 ,and cliffs and spouting breakers were the only things a-lee4 ,they heard the surf a-roaring before the break of day2 ,but 'twas only with the peep of light we saw how ill we lay4 ,we tumbled every hand on deck instanter1 with a shout1 ,and we gave her the maintops'l1 and stood by to go about4 ,all day we tacked and tacked between the ,south ,head and the ,north2 ,all day we hauled the frozen sheets1 and got no further forth2 ,all day as cold as charity1 in bitter pain and dread1 ,for very life and nature we tacked from head to head4 ,we gave the ,south a wider berth1 for there the tide-race roared2 ,but every tack we made we brought the ,north ,head close aboard2 ,so's we saw the cliffs and houses1 and the breakers running high1 ,and the coastguard in his garden1 with his glass against his eye4 ,the frost was on the village roofs as white as ocean foam2 ,the good red fires were burning bright in every 'long-shore home2 ,the windows sparkled clear1 and the chimneys volleyed out2 ,and ,i vow we sniffed the victuals as the vessel went about4 ,the bells upon the church were rung with a mighty jovial cheer2 ,for it's just that ,i should tell you how 7of all days in the year7 ,this day of our adversity was blessd ,christmas morn1 ,and the house above the coastguard's was the house where ,i was born4 ,o well ,i saw the pleasant room1 the pleasant faces there1 ,my mother's silver spectacles1 my father's silver hair2 ,and well ,i saw the firelight1 like a flight of homely elves1 ,go dancing round the china-plates that stand upon the shelves4 ,and well ,i knew the talk they had1 the talk that was of me1 ,of the shadow on the household and the son that went to sea2 ,and ,o the wicked fool ,i seemed1 in every kind of way1 ,to be here and hauling frozen ropes on blessd ,christmas ,day4 ,they lit the high sea-light1 and the dark began to fall4 #8,all hands to loose topgallant sails1' ,i heard the captain call4 #8,by the ,lord1 she'll never stand it1' our first mate1 ,jackson1 cried4 444 #8,it's the one way or the other1 ,mr4 ,jackson1' he replied4 ,she staggered to her bearings1 but the sails were new and good1 ,and the ship smelt up to windward1 just as though she understood4 ,as the winter's day was ending1 in the entry of the night1 ,we cleared the weary headland1 and passed below the light4 ,and they heaved a mighty breath1 every soul on board but me1 ,as they saw her nose again pointing handsome out to sea2 ,but all that ,i could think of1 in the darkness and the cold1 ,was just that ,i was leaving home and my folks were growing old4 ,r4 ,l4 ,,stevenson #hb4 ,,unto ,,us ,a ,,son ,,is ,,given ,given1 not lent1 ,and not withdrawn--once sent1 ,this ,infant of mankind1 this ,one1 ,is still the little welcome ,son4 ,new every year1 ,new born and newly dear1 ,he comes with tidings and a song1 ,the ages long1 the ages long2 ,even as the cold ,keen winter grows not cold ,as childhood is so fresh1 foreseen1 ,and spring in the familiar green4 ,sudden as sweet ,come the expected feet4 ,all joy is young1 and new all art1 ,and ,he1 too1 whom we have by heart4 ,,alice ,,meynell #hc4 ,,noel3 ,,christmas ,,eve1 #aiac ,pax hominibus bonae voluntatis ,a frosty ,christmas ,eve when the stars were shining ,fared ,i forth alone where westward falls the hill1 ,and from many a village in the water'd valley ,distant music reach'd me peals of bells aringing3 ,the constellated sounds ran sprinkling on earth's floor ,as the dark vault above with stars was spangled o'er4 ,then sped my thought to keep that first ,christmas of all ,when the shepherds watching by their folds ere the dawn ,heard music in the fields and marvelling could not tell ,whether it were angels or the bright stars singing4 ,now blessed be the tow'rs that crown ,england so fair ,that stand up strong in prayer unto ,god for our souls3 ,blessed be their founders 7said ,i7 an' our country folk ,who are ringing for ,christ in the belfries to-night ,with arms lifted to clutch the rattling ropes that race ,into the dark above and the mad romping din4 ,but to me heard afar it was starry music ,angels' song1 comforting as the comfort of ,christ ,when ,he spake tenderly to ,his sorrowful flock3 ,the old words came to me by the riches of time ,mellow'd and transfigured as ,i stood on the hill ,heark'ning in the aspect of th' eternal silence4 ,,robert ,,bridges #hd4 ,,no,l ,i ,on a winter's night long time ago 7,the bells ring loud and the bells ring low71 ,when high howled wind1 and down fell snow 7,carillon1 ,carilla74 ,saint ,joseph he and ,nostre ,dame1 ,riding on an ass1 full weary came ,from ,nazareth into ,bethlehem4 ,and the small child ,jesus smile on you4 ,,ii ,and ,bethlehem inn they stood before 7,the bells ring less and the bells ring more71 ,the landlord bade them begone from his door 7,carillon1 ,carilla74 #8,poor folk' 7says he71 #8must lie where they may1 ,for the ,duke of ,jewry comes this way1 ,with all his train on a ,christmas ,day4' ,and the small child ,jesus smile on you4 ,,iii ,poor folk that may my carol hear 7,the bells ring single and the bells ring clear71 ,see6 ,god's one child had hardest cheer6 7,carillon1 ,carilla47 ,men grown hard on a ,christmas morn2 ,the dumb beast by and a babe forlorn4 ,it was very1 very cold when our ,lord was born4 ,and the small child ,jesus smile on you4 ,,iv ,now these were ,jews as ,jews must be 7,the bells ring merry and the bells ring free74 ,but ,christian men in a band are we 7,carillon1 ,carilla74 ,empty we go1 and ill-bedight1 ,singing ,nol on a winter's night4 ,give us to sup by the warm firelight1 ,and the small child ,jesus smile on you4 ,,hilaire ,,belloc #he4 ,a ,,christmas ,,carol ,the ,christ-child lay on ,mary's lap1 ,his hair was like a light4 7,o weary1 weary were the world1 ,but here is all aright47 ,the ,christ-child lay on ,mary's breast1 ,his hair was like a star4 7,o stern and cunning are the kings1 ,but here the true hearts are47 ,the ,christ-child lay on ,mary's heart1 ,his hair was like a fire4 7,o weary1 weary is the world1 ,but here the world's desire47 ,the ,christ-child stood at ,mary's knee1 ,his hair was like a crown1 ,and all the flowers looked up at him1 ,and all the stars looked down4 ,g4 ,k4 ,,chesterton #hf4 ,,the ,,creatures' ,,nowel ,where ,mary keeps her court ,with the humble and the high1 ,the little dog has sport ,for he is also by4 ,the creatures of the earth ,they have great joy and mirth ,on the night of the ,great ,birth4 ,the hedgehog and the hare ,are of that ,birth aware1 ,their timid footsteps go1 ,quick1 furtive1 over the snow1 ,they come thro' the cold ,the young ,child to behold1 ,in the stable bare4 ,they have no fear there1 ,no hurt and no annoy1 ,but great bliss and joy ,with the ,baby ,boy1 ,in that safe stable's shade ,with none to make afraid1 ,to kill or to destroy4 ,the lamb in his white fleece ,plays with the wolf in peace1 ,the leopard lies down with the kid1 ,the ox and the ass they bid ,the lion to share their straw2 ,all creatures tame or wild ,are there with the ,little ,child2 ,the ox says #8moo' and the ass #8hee-haw'4 ,r4 ,l4 ,,gales #hg4 ,,the ,,heavenly ,,noel ,oh6 what great thing is done to-night1 ,or what good news has sped8 ,what ails the blessd ,saints in heaven1 ,they cannot rest in bed8 ,but up and down so ceaselessly ,they go in joy and dread4 ,the gate-house all is lighted up1 ,wherein ,saint ,peter dwells2 ,saint ,james looks out of his great house1 ,all made of oyster shells2 ,in his good hostel by the flood ,saint ,julian rings the bells4 ,saint ,catherine wears her silver shoes ,and pearl-besprinkled gown2 ,saint ,barbara from her high1 high tower ,upon the earth looks down2 ,saint ,christopher bends wondering eyes ,on ,david's distant town4 ,the ,angels' chanting sounds afar ,an ancient waterfall2 ,they do not listen to their strain1 ,nor answer to their call2 ,their thoughts are on the little earth1 ,not in the heavenly hall4 ,for there they see a lovelier thing ,that is beyond the sky2 ,they see the little ,lord of ,heaven ,upon ,his hard bed lie2 ,their hearts are filled with wonder for ,the ,change of the ,most ,high4 ,r4 ,l4 ,,gales #hh4 ,,carol ,the ,ox said to the ,ass1 said he1 all on a ,christmas night3 #8,do you hear the pipe of the shepherds a-whistling over the hill8 ,that is the angels' music they play for their delight1 8,glory to ,god in the highest and peace upon earth1 goodwill04444 ,nowell1 nowell1 my masters1 ,god lieth low in stall1 ,and the poor labouring ,ox was here before you all4' ,the ,ass said to the ,ox1 said he1 all on a ,christmas day3 #8,do you hear the golden bridles come clinking out of the east8 ,those are the three wise ,mages that ride from far away ,to ,bethlehem in ,jewry to have their lore increased4444 ,nowell1 nowell1 my masters1 ,god lieth low in stall1 ,and the poor1 foolish ,ass was here before you all4' ,,dorothy ,l4 ,,sayers #hi4 ,,christmas ,,carol ,oh1 brother ,juniper1 come out and play3 ,men should be gay on this ,holy-,day4 ,lo1 brother ,sun laughing there in the sky1 ,all so merrily1 clear and high4 ,blithe and merry are men and beasts all ,in field and stall1 in church and in hall4 ,oh1 little brother1 let the fat men sneer1 ,we have good cheer this day o' the year4 ,oh1 brother ,juniper1 leave 'em their scorn3 ,christ is born to us this bright morn4 ,j4 ,d4 ,c4 ,,pellow #ij4 ,,the ,,oxen ,christmas ,eve1 and twelve of the clock4 #8,now they are all on their knees1' ,an elder said as we sat in a flock ,by the embers in hearthside ease4 ,we pictured the meek mild creatures where ,they dwelt in their strawy pen1 ,nor did it occur to one of us there ,to doubt they were kneeling then4 ,so fair a fancy few would weave ,in these years6 ,yet1 ,i feel1 ,if some one said on ,christmas ,eve1 #8,come2 see the oxen kneel #8,in the lonely barton by yonder coomb ,our childhood used to know1' ,i should go with him in the gloom1 ,hoping it might be so4 ,,thomas ,,hardy #ia4 ,,how ,,far ,,is ,,it ,,to ,,bethlehem8 ,how far is it to ,bethlehem8 ,not very far4 ,shall we find the stable-room ,lit by a star8 ,can we see the little ,child1 ,is he within8 ,if we lift the wooden latch ,may we go in8 ,may we stroke the creatures there1 ,ox1 ass1 or sheep8 ,may we peep like them and see ,jesus asleep8 ,if we touch his tiny hand ,will he awake8 ,will he know we've come so far ,just for his sake8 ,great kings have precious gifts1 ,and we have nought1 ,little smiles and little tears ,are all we brought4 ,for all weary children ,mary must weep4 ,here1 on his bed of straw ,sleep1 children1 sleep4 ,god in his mother's arms1 ,babes in the byre1 ,sleep1 as they sleep who find ,their heart's desire4 ,,frances ,,chesterton #ib4 ,,epiphany ,with a long train of camels following them1 ,laden with myrrh and frankincense and gold1 ,balthasar1 ,gaspar1 ,melchior the old1 ,draw near a stable door in ,bethlehem1 ,and1 bending down1 each king his diadem ,lays at the feet of ,him1 whom they behold ,wrapped round in swaddling clothes against the cold3 ,the ,babe that is a prince of ,jesse's stem4 ,and the mild ,mother sees with wondering eyes ,the strange1 bright gems on their uplifted hands1 ,their jewelled swords1 and raiment of rich fur4 ,and1 drawing near beneath the starlit skies1 ,a train of camels bringing from strange lands ,tribute of gold and frankincense and myrrh4 ,,francis ,,keppel ,,poems ,,on ,,christmas ,,merry-,,making #ic4 ,,nowell1 ,,nowell1 ,,nowell1 ,,nowell ,nowell1 ,nowell1 ,nowell1 ,nowell4 #8,who is there that singeth so nowell1 nowell1 nowell8' #8,i am here1 ,sir ,christmas4' #8,welcome1 my lord ,sir ,christmas4 ,welcome to us both more and less1 ,come near4' ,nowell4 #8,dieu vous garde1 beau sire4 ,tidings ,i you bring2 ,a maid hath born a ,child full ying#cd ,the which causeth for to sing ,nowell4 #8,christ is now born of a pure maid2 ,in an ox-stall he is laid3 ,wherefore sing we all at a brayde#ce ,nowell4 #8,beuvez bien par tutte la company1 ,make good cheer and be right merry2 ,and sing with us now right joyfully1 ,nowell4' #cd ,young4 #ce ,at once4 #id4 ,,man1 ,,be ,,joyful4 ,man1 be joyful and mirth thou make1 ,for ,christ is made man for thy sake4 ,man1 be merry1 ,i thee rede1 ,but be ware what mirths thou make3 ,christ is clothd in thy weed ,and ,he is made man for thy sake4 ,he came from ,his ,father's seat1 ,into this world to be thy make2 ,man1 be ware how thou ,him treat1 ,for ,he is made man for thy sake4 ,look thou mercy ever cry1 ,now and alway1 rathe and late1 ,and ,he will set thee wonder high1 ,for ,he is made man for thy sake4 #ie4 ,,make ,,we ,,merry ,make we merry1 both more and less ,for now is the time of ,christmas6 ,let no man come into this hall1 ,groom1 page1 nor yet marshall1 ,but that some sport he bring withal6 ,for now is the time of ,christmas6 ,if that he say he cannot sing1 ,some other sport then let him bring1 ,that it may please at this feasting4 ,for now is the time of ,christmas6 ,if he say he can nought do1 ,then for my love ask him no mo1 ,but to the stocks then let him go6 ,for now is the time of ,christmas6 #if4 ,,holly ,,and ,,ivy ,holly and ,ivy made a great party1 ,who should have the mastery ,in lands where they go4 ,then spake ,holly1 #8,i am free and jolly4 ,i will have the mastery ,in lands where we go4' ,then spake ,ivy1 #8,i am loud and proud1 ,and ,i will have the mastery1 ,in lands where we go4' ,then spake ,holly1 and set him down on his knee1 #8,i pray thee1 gentle ,ivy1 ,say me no villainy1 ,in lands where we go4' #ig4 ,,alleluia1 ,,alleluia ,alleluia1 ,alleluia1 ,alleluia1 now sing we4 ,here comes holly1 that is so gent1 ,to please all men is his intent4 ,alleluia4 ,but lord and lady of this hall1 ,who so ever against holly call1 ,alleluia4 ,who so ever against holly do cry1 ,in a lepe#cf shall he hang full high4 ,alleluia4 ,who so ever against holly do sing1 ,he may weep and hands wring4 ,alleluia4 #cf ,basket4 #ih4 ,,ivy ,,chief ,,of ,,trees ,,it ,,is ,ivy chief of trees it is1 ,veni coronaberis4 ,the most worthy she is in town2 ,he that saith other1 doth amiss3 ,and worthy to bear the crown2 ,veni coronaberis4 ,ivy is soft and meek of speech1 ,against all bale she is bliss2 ,well is he that may her reach2 ,veni coronaberis4 ,ivy is green1 with colour bright1 ,of all trees best she is2 ,and that ,i prove well now by right4 ,veni coronaberis4 ,ivy beareth berries black2 ,god grant us all his bliss6 ,for there shall we nothing lack4 ,veni coronaberis4 #ii4 ,,nay1 ,,ivy1 ,,nay ,nay1 ivy1 nay1 ,it shall not be1 i-wis2#cg ,let holly have the mastery1 ,as the manner is4 ,holly stands in the hall1 ,fair to behold2 ,ivy stands without the door1 ,she is full sore a-cold4 ,nay1 ivy1 nay1 c4 ,holly and his merry men1 ,they dancen and they sing2 ,ivy and her maidens ,they weepen and they wring4 ,nay1 ivy1 nay1 c4 ,ivy hath a kybe1#ch ,she caught it with the cold2 ,so mot they all have ,that with ivy hold4 ,nay1 ivy1 nay1 c4 ,holly hath berries ,as red as any rose1 ,the foster#ci and the hunter ,keep them from the does4 ,nay1 ivy1 nay1 c4 ,ivy hath berries ,as black as any sloe2 ,there come the owl ,and eat them as she go4 ,nay1 ivy1 nay1 c4 ,holly hath birds1 ,a full fair flock1 ,the nightingale1 the popinjay1 ,the gentle laverock4 ,nay1 ivy1 nay1 c4 ,good ivy1 ,what birds hast thou8 ,none but the howlet ,that cries #8how1 how4' ,nay1 ivy1 nay1 ,it shall not be1 i-wis2 ,let holly have the mastery1 ,as the manner is4 #cg ,certainly4 #ch ,chilblain4 #ci ,forester4 #ajj4 ,,hey1 ,,hey1 ,,hey1 ,,hey ,hey1 hey1 hey1 hey1 ,the boars head is armed gay4 ,the boars head in hand ,i bring ,with garland gay in portering1 ,i pray you all with me to sing1 ,with hey1 c4 ,lords1 knights1 and squers1 ,parsons1 priests1 and vicars1 ,the boars head is the first mess1 ,with hey1 c4 ,the boars head1 as ,i you say1 ,he takes his leave and goeth his way ,anon after the twelfth day1 ,with hey1 c4 #aja4 ,,caput ,,apri ,,defero ,caput apri defero1 ,reddens laudes ,domino4 ,the boar's head in hand bring ,i1 ,with garlands gay and rosemary2 ,i pray you all sing merrily1 ,qui estis in convivio4 ,the boar's head1 ,i understand1 ,is the chief service in this land2 ,look1 wherever it be fand1 ,servite cum cantico4 ,be glad1 lords1 both more and less1 ,for this hath ordained our steward1 ,to cheer you all this ,christmas1 ,the boar's head with mustard4 #ajb4 ,,nowel1 ,,nowel1 ,,nowel1 ,,nowel ,nowel1 nowel1 nowel1 nowel1 ,tidings good ,i think to tell4 ,the boars head that we bring here ,betokeneth a prince withouten peer ,is born this day to buy us dear4 ,nowel4 ,a boar is a sovereign beast ,and acceptable in every feast3 ,so mote this ,lord be to most and least4 ,nowel4 ,this boars head we bring with song ,in worship of ,him that thus sprung ,of a virgin1 to redress all wrong4 ,nowel4 #ajc4 ,,proface1 ,,welcome1 ,,welcome ,proface1#dj welcome1 welcome1 proface1 ,this time is born a child of grace1 ,that for us mankind hath take4 ,proface4 ,a king's son and an emperor ,is comen out of a maiden's tower1 ,with us to dwell with great honour4 ,proface4 ,this holy time of ,christs-mass1 ,all sorrow and sin we should release1 ,and cast away all heaviness4 ,proface4 ,the good lord of this place entere ,saith welcome to all that now appear ,unto such fare as ye find here4 ,proface4 ,welcome be this ,new ,year1 ,and look ye all be of good cheer2 ,our ,lord ,god be at our dinnere4 ,proface4 #dj i4 e4 proficiat1 may it do you good4 #ajd4 ,,christmas ,,merry-,,making ,so now is come our joyful'st feast1 ,let every man be jolly2 ,each room with ivy leaves is drest1 ,and every post with holly4 ,though some churls at our mirth repine1 ,round your foreheads garlands twine2 ,drown sorrow in a cup of wine1 ,and let us all be merry4 ,now all our neighbours' chimneys smoke1 ,and ,christmas logs are burning2 ,their ovens they with baked meats choke1 ,and all their spits are turning4 ,without the door let sorrow lie2 ,and1 if for cold it hap to die1 ,we'll bury't in a ,christmas pie1 ,and evermore be merry4 ,now every lad is wondrous trim1 ,and no man minds his labour2 ,our lasses have provided them ,a bagpipe and a tabour2 ,young men and maids1 and girls and boys1 ,give life to one another's joys2 ,and you anon shall by their noise ,perceive that they are merry4 ,rank misers now do sparing shun2 ,their hall of music soundeth2 ,and dogs thence with whole shoulders run1 ,so all things there aboundeth4 ,the country folks themselves advance1 ,for crowdy-mutton's#da come out of ,france2 ,and ,jack shall pipe1 and ,jill shall dance1 ,and all the town be merry4 ,ned ,squash hath fetched his bands from pawn1 ,and all his best apparel2 ,brisk ,ned hath bought a ruff of lawn1 ,with droppings of the barrel4 ,and those that hardly all the year ,had bread to eat or rags to wear1 ,will have both clothes and dainty fare1 ,and all the day be merry4 ,now poor men to the justices ,with capons make their arrants1 ,and if they hap to fail of these1 ,they plague them with their warrants4 ,but now they feed them with good cheer1 ,and what they want they take in beer2 ,for ,christmas comes but once a year1 ,and then they shall be merry4 ,good farmers in the country nurse ,the poor that else were undone2 ,sour landlords spend their money worse ,on lust and pride at ,london4 ,there the roysters they do play1 ,drab and dice their lands away1 ,which may be ours another day2 ,and therefore let's be merry4 ,the client now his suit forbears1 ,the prisoner's heart is eased2 ,the debtor drinks away his cares1 ,and for the time is pleased4 ,though other purses be more fat1 ,why should we pine or grieve at that8 ,hang sorrow6 care will kill a cat1 ,and therefore let's be merry4 ,hark1 how the wags abroad do call ,each other forth to rambling3 ,and you'll see them in the hall ,for nuts and apples scrambling4 ,hark1 how the roofs with laughter sound6 ,and they'll think the house goes round3 ,for they the cellar's depth have found1 ,and there they will be merry4 ,the wenches with their wassail bowls ,about the streets are singing2 ,the boys are come to catch the owls1 ,the wildmare#db in is bringing4 ,our kitchen-boy hath broke his box1 ,and to the dealing of the ox ,our honest neighbours come by flocks1 ,and here they will be merry4 ,now kings and queens poor sheep-cotes have ,and mate with everybody3 ,the honest now may play the knave1 ,and wise men play at noddy4#dc ,some youths will now a-mumming go1 ,some others play at ,rowland-ho1 ,and twenty other gameboys mo1 ,because they will be merry4 ,then wherefore in these merry days ,should we1 ,i pray1 be duller8 ,ho1 let us sing some roundelays1 ,to make our mirth the fuller4 ,and whilst thus inspired we sing1 ,let all the streets with echoes ring1 ,woods and hills and everything ,bear witness we are merry4 ,,george ,,wither #da ,fiddlers4 #db8 ,a see-saw4 #dc ,cribbage4 #aje4 ,,ceremonies ,,for ,,christmas ,come1 bring with a noise1 ,my merry1 merry boys1 ,the ,christmas log to the firing2 ,while my good dame she ,bids ye all be free1 ,and drink to your hearts' desiring4 ,with the last year's brand ,light the new block1 and ,for good success in his spending1 ,on your psaltries play1 ,that sweet luck may ,come while the log is a-teending4#dd ,drink now the strong beer1 ,cut the white loaf here2 ,the while the meat is a-shredding2 ,for the rare mince-pie1 ,and the plums stand by ,to fill the paste that's a-kneading4 ,,christmas ,,eve3 ,,another ,,ceremony ,come1 guard this night the ,christmas pie1 ,that the thief1 though ne'er so sly1 ,with his flesh-hooks don't come nigh ,to catch it4 ,from him1 who all alone sits there1 ,having his eyes still in his ear ,and a deal of nightly fear1 ,to watch it4 ,,another ,,to ,,the ,,maids ,wash your hands1 or else the fire ,will not teend to your desire2 ,unwash'd hands1 ye maidens1 know1 ,dead the fire though ye blow4 ,,another ,wassail the trees1 that they may bear ,you many a plum and many a pear2 ,for more or less fruits they will bring1 ,as you do give them wassailing4 ,,robert ,,herrick #dd ,kindling4 #ajf4 ,,the ,,wassail ,give way1 give way1 ye gates1 and win ,an easy blessing to your bin ,and basket1 by our entering in4 ,may both with manchet#de stand replete2 ,your larders too so hung with meat1 ,that though a thousand1 thousand eat1 ,yet1 ere twelve moons shall whirl about ,their silv'ry spheres1 there's none may doubt ,but more's sent in than was serv'd out4 ,next may your dairies prosper so ,as that your pans no ebb may know2 ,but if they do1 the more to flow2 ,like to a solemn sober stream ,bank'd all with lilies1 and the cream ,of sweetest cowslips filling them4 ,then1 may your plants be prest with fruit1 ,nor bee or hive you have be mute2 ,but sweetly sounding like a lute4 ,next may your duck and teeming hen ,both to the cock's tread say ,amen2 ,and for their two eggs render ten4 ,last may your harrows1 shears1 and ploughs1 ,your stacks1 your stocks1 your sweetest mows1 ,all prosper by your virgin vows4 ,,robert ,,herrick #de ,white bread4 #ajg4 ,,twelfth ,,night ,now1 now the mirth comes ,with the cake full of plums1 ,where bean's the king of the sport here2 ,besides we must know1 ,the pea also ,must revel as queen in the court here4 ,begin then to choose ,this night as ye use1 ,who shall for the present delight here2 ,be a king by the lot1 ,and who shall not ,be ,twelfth-day queen for the night here4 ,which known1 let us make ,joy-sops with the cake2 ,and let not a man then be seen here1 ,who unurg'd will not drink1 ,to the base from the brink1 ,a health to the king and the queen here4 ,next crown the bowl full ,with gentle lamb's wool3 ,add sugar1 nutmeg1 and ginger1 ,with store of ale too3 ,and thus ye must do ,to make the wassail a swinger4 ,give then to the king ,and queen wassailing3 ,and though with ale ye be whet here1 ,yet part ye from hence ,as free from offence ,as when ye innocent met here4 ,,robert ,,herrick #ajh4 ,,to ,,sir ,,simond ,,steward ,no news of navies burnt at seas2 ,no noise of late-spawn'd tittyries2#df ,no closet plot1 or open vent ,that frights men with a parliament3 ,no new device or late-found trick ,to read by th' stars the kingdom's sick2 ,no gin to catch the state1 or wring ,the free-born nostrils of the king1 ,we send to you3 but here a jolly ,verse crown'd with ivy and with holly1 ,that tells of winter's tales and mirth1 ,that milkmaids make about the hearth1 ,or ,christmas sports1 the wassail bowl1 ,that tost up1 after fox-i-th'-hole2 ,of blind-man-buff1 and of the care ,that young men have to shoe the mare2 ,of twelve-tide cakes1 of peas and beans1 ,wherewith you make those merry scenes1 ,whenas ye choose your king and queen ,and cry out3 #8,hey1 for our town green'2 ,of ash-heaps in the which ye use ,husbands and wives by streaks to choose2 ,of crackling laurel which foresounds ,a plenteous harvest to your grounds3 ,of these and such-like things for shift1 ,we send instead of ,new ,year's gift4 ,read then1 and when your faces shine ,with buxom meat and cap'ring wine1 ,remember us in cups full crown'd1 ,and let our city-health go round1 ,quite through the young maids and the men1 ,to the ninth number1 if not ten2 ,until the fired chestnuts leap ,for joy to see the fruits ye reap ,from the plump chalice and the cup ,that tempts till it be tossed up2 ,then as ye sit about your embers1 ,call not to mind those fled ,decembers1 ,but think on these that are t' appear ,as daughters to the instant year3 ,sit crown'd with rosebuds1 and carouse ,till ,liber ,pater twirls the house ,about your ears2 and lay upon ,the year your cares that's fled and gone4 ,and let the russet swains the plough ,and harrow hang up resting now2 ,and to the bagpipe all address1 ,till sleep takes place of weariness4 ,and thus1 throughout1 with ,christmas plays ,frolic the full twelve holidays4 ,,robert ,,herrick #df ,an early club of ,mohocks4 #aji4 ,,song ,now winter nights enlarge ,the number of their hours2 ,and clouds their storms discharge ,upon the airy towers4 ,let now the chimneys blaze ,and cups o'erflow with wine1 ,let well-tuned words amaze ,with harmony divine4 ,now yellow waxen lights ,shall wait on honey love1 ,while youthful revels1 masques1 and courtly sights1 ,sleep's leaden spells remove4 ,this time doth well dispense ,with lovers' long discourse1 ,much speech hath some defence1 ,though beauty no remorse4 ,all do not all things well2 ,some measures comely tread1 ,some knotted riddles tell1 ,some poems smoothly read4 ,the summer hath his joys1 ,and winter his delights2 ,though love and all his pleasures are but toys1 ,they shorten tedious nights4 ,,thomas ,,campion #aaj4 ,,song ,to shorten winter's sadness1 ,see where the nymphs with gladness ,disguisd all are coming ,right wantonly a-mumming4 ,fa la4 ,whilst youthful sports are lasting ,to feasting turn our fasting2 ,with revels and with wassails ,make grief and care our vassals4 ,fa la4 ,for youth it well beseemeth ,that pleasure he esteemeth2 ,and sullen age is hated ,that mirth would have abated4 ,fa la4 ,,unknown4 #aaa4 ,,the ,,damsel ,,donn',d ,,her ,,kirtle ,,sheen ,the damsel donn'd her kirtle sheen2 ,the hall was dress'd with holly green2 ,forth to the wood did merry-men go1 ,to gather in the mistletoe4 ,then open'd wide the baron's hall ,to vassal1 tenant1 serf and all2 ,power laid his rod of rule aside1 ,and ceremony doff'd his pride4 ,the heir with roses in his shoes ,that night might village partner choose2 ,the lord underogating share ,the vulgar game of post-and-pair4 ,all hail'd with uncontroll'd delight ,and general voice the happy night ,that to the cottage as the crown ,brought tidings of salvation down4 ,the fire with well-dried logs supplied ,went roaring up the chimney wide2 ,the huge hall-table's oaken face1 ,scrubb'd till it shone1 the day to grace1 ,bore then upon its massive board ,no mark to part the squire and lord4 ,then was brought in the lusty brawn ,by old blue-coated serving-man2 ,then the grim boar's head frown'd on high1 ,crested with bay and rosemary4 ,well can the green-garb'd ranger tell ,how1 when1 and where the monster fell1 ,what dogs before his death he tore1 ,and all the baiting of the boar4 ,the wassail round1 in good brown bowls1 ,garnish'd with ribbons1 blithely trowls4 ,there the huge sirloin reek'd2 hard by ,plum-porridge stood and ,christmas pie2 ,nor fail'd old ,scotland to produce ,at such high-tide her savoury goose4 ,then came the merry masquers in ,and carols roar'd with blithesome din2 ,if unmelodious was the song ,it was a hearty note and strong4 ,who lists may in their mumming see ,traces of ancient mystery2 ,white shirts supplied the masquerade1 ,and smutted cheeks the visors made3 ,but oh6 what masquers richly dight ,can boast of bosoms half so light6 ,england was merry ,england when ,old ,christmas brought his sports again4 ',twas ,christmas broach'd the mightiest ale1 ',twas ,christmas told the merriest tale2 ,a ,christmas gambol oft could cheer ,the poor man's heart through half the year4 ,,sir ,,walter ,,scott #aab4 ,,winter ,,was ,,not ,,unkind ,winter was not unkind because uncouth2 ,his prison'd time made me a closer guest1 ,and gave thy graciousness a warmer zest1 ,biting all else with keen and angry tooth3 ,and bravelier the triumphant blood of youth ,mantling thy cheek its happy home possest1 ,and sterner sport by day put strength to test1 ,and custom's feast at night gave tongue to truth4 ,or say hath flaunting summer a device ,to match our midnight revelry1 that rang ,with steel and flame along the snow-girt ice8 ,or when we hark't to nightingales that sang ,on dewy eves in spring1 did they entice ,to gentler love than winter's icy fang8 ,,robert ,,bridges #aac4 ,,ballade ,,of ,,christmas ,,ghosts ,between the moonlight and the fire ,in winter twilights long ago1 ,what ghosts we raised for your desire1 ,to make your merry blood run slow6 ,how old1 how grave1 how wise we grow6 ,no ,christmas ghost can make us chill1 ,save those that troop in mournful row1 ,the ghosts we all can raise at will6 ,the beasts can talk in barn and byre ,on ,christmas ,eve1 old legends know4 ,as year by year the years retire1 ,we men fall silent then ,i trow1 ,such sights hath memory to show1 ,such voices from the silence thrill1 ,such shapes return with ,christmas snow1-- ,the ghosts we all can raise at will4 ,oh1 children of the village choir1 ,your carols on the midnight throw6 ,oh1 bright across the mist and mire1 ,ye ruddy hearths of ,christmas glow6 ,beat back the dread1 beat down the woe1 ,let's cheerily descend the hill2 ,be welcome all1 to come or go1 ,the ghosts we all can raise at will6 ,envoy ,friend1 sursum corda1 soon or slow ,we part1 like guests who've joyed their fill2 ,forget them not1 nor mourn them so1 ,the ghosts we all can raise at will1 ,,andrew ,,lang #aad4 ,,christmas ,,eve ,basil4 ,sandy4 ,brian4 ,menzies4 ,sandy4 ,in holly hedges starving birds ,silently mourn the setting year4 ,basil4 ,upright like silver-plated swords ,the flags stand in the frozen mere4 ,brian4 ,the mistletoe we still adore ,upon the twisted hawthorn grows4 ,menzies4 ,in antique gardens hellebore ,puts forth its blushing ,christmas rose4 ,sandy4 ,shrivelled and purple1 cheek by jowl1 ,the hips and haws hang drearily4 ,basil4 ,rolled in a ball the sulky owl ,creeps far into his hollow tree4 ,brian4 ,in abbeys and cathedrals dim ,the birth of ,christ is acted o'er2 ,the kings of ,cologne worship ,him1 ,balthazar1 ,jasper1 ,melchior4 ,menzies4 ,and while our midnight talk is made ,of this and that and now and then1 ,the old earth-stopper with his spade ,and lantern seeks the fox's den4 ,sandy4 ,oh1 for a northern blast to blow ,these depths of air that cream and curdle6 ,basil4 ,now are the halcyon days1 you know2 ,old ,time has leapt another hurdle3 ,and pauses as he only may ,who knows he never can be caught4 ,brian4 ,the winter solstice1 shortest day ,and longest night1 was past1 ,i thought4 ,basil4 ,oh yes6 but fore-and-aft a week ,silent the winds must ever be1 ,because the happy halcyons seek ,their nests upon the sea4 ,brian4 ,the ,christmas-time6 the lovely things ,that last of it6 ,sweet thoughts and deeds6 ,sandy4 ,how strong and green old ,legend clings ,like ivy round the ruined creeds6 ,menzies4 ,a fearless1 ruthless1 wanton band1 ,deep in our hearts we guard from scathe1 ,of last year's log a smouldering brand ,to light at ,yule the fire of faith4 ,brian4 ,the shepherds in the field at night ,beheld an angel glory-clad1 ,and shrank away with sore affright4 #8,be not afraid1' the angel bade4 #8,i bring good news to king and clown1 ,to you here crouching on the sward2 ,for there is born in ,david's town ,a ,saviour which is ,christ the ,lord4 #8,behold the ,babe is swathed1 and laid ,within a manger4' ,straight there stood ,beside the angel all arrayed ,a heavenly multitude4 #8,glory to ,god1' they sang2 #8and peace1 ,good pleasure among men4' ,sandy4 ,the wondrous message of release6 ,menzies4 ,glory to ,god again6 ,brian4 ,again6 ,god help us to be good6 ,basil4 ,hush6 hark6 without2 the waits1 the waits6 ,with brass1 and strings1 and mellow wood4 ,menzies4 ,a simple tune can ope heaven's gates6 ,sandy4 ,slowly they play1 poor careful souls1 ,with wistful thoughts of ,christmas cheer1 ,unwitting how their music rolls ,away the burden of the year4 ,basil4 ,and with the charm1 the homely rune1 ,our thoughts like childhood's thoughts are given1 ,when all our pulses beat in tune ,with all the stars of heaven4 ,menzies4 ,oh cease6 ,oh cease6 ,sandy4 ,ay2 cease1 and bring ,the wassail bowl1 the cup of grace4 ,brian4 ,pour wine1 and heat it till it sing1 ,with cloves1 and cardamums and mace4 99 99 99 99 99 ,brian4 ,hush6 hark6 the waits far up the street6 ,basil4 ,a distant1 ghostly charm unfolds1 ,of magic music wild and sweet1 ,anomes and clarigolds4 ,,john ,,davidson #aae4 ,,now ,,have ,,good ,,day6 ,now have good day1 now have good day6 ,i am ,christmas1 and now ,i go my way6 ,here have ,i dwelt with more and less ,from ,hallow-tide till ,candlemas6 ,and now must ,i from you hence pass1 ,now have good day6 ,i take my leave of ,king and ,knight1 ,and ,earl1 ,baron1 and ,lady bright2 ,to wilderness ,i must me dight4 ,now have good day6 ,and at the good ,lord of this hall ,i take my leave1 and of guests all4 ,methinks ,i hear ,lent doth call4 ,now have good day6 ,and at every worthy officer1 ,marshall1 panter1 and butler1 ,i take my leave as for this year4 ,now have good day6 ,another year ,i trust ,i shall ,maken merry in this hall6 ,if rest and peace in ,england may fall6 ,now have good day6 ,but oftentimes ,i have heard say ,that he is loth to part away1 ,that often biddeth #8have good day'6 ,now have good day6 ,now fare ye well1 all in fere6#dg ,now fare ye well for all this year6 ,yet for my sake make ye good cheer6 ,now have good day6 ,,unknown #dg ,company4 ,,latin ,,hymns #aaf4 ,,puer ,,natus ,,in ,,bethlehem ,puer natus in ,bethlehem1 ,unde gaudet ,jerusalem4 ,hic jacet in praesepio1 ,qui regnat sine termino4 ,cognovit bos et asinus ,quod puer erat ,dominus4 ,reges de ,sab veniunt1 ,aurum1 thus1 myrrham offerunt4 ,intrantes domum invicem ,novum salutant principem4 ,de matre natus virgine ,sine virili semine2 ,sine serpentis vulnere ,de nostro venit sanguine2 ,in carne nobis similis ,peccato sed dissimilis2 ,ut redderet nos homines ,deo et sibi similes4 ,in hoc natali gaudio ,benedicamus ,domino3 ,laudetur sancta ,trinitas1 ,deo dicamus gratias4 #aag4 ,,heu ,,quid ,,jaces ,,stabulo ,heu quid jaces stabulo ,omnium ,creator1 ,vagiens cunabulo1 ,mundi reparator8 ,si rex1 ubi purpura1 ,vel clientum murmura1 ,ubi aula regis8 ,hic omnis penuria1 ,paupertatis curia1 ,forma novae legis4 ,istuc amor generis ,me traxit humani1 ,quod se nox sceleris ,occidit profani4 ,his meis inopiis ,gratiarum copiis ,te pergo ditare2 ,hocce natalitio1 ,vero sacrificio ,te volens beare4 ,o te laudum millibus ,laudo1 laudo1 laudo2 ,tantis mirabilibus ,plaudo1 plaudo1 plaudo3 ,gloria1 sit gloria1 ,amanti memoria ,domino in altis3 ,cui testimonia ,dantur et praeconia ,coelicis a psaltis4 ,,john ,,mauburn #aah4 ,,adeste ,,fideles ,adeste fideles1 ,laeti triumphantes1 ,venite1 venite in ,bethlehem2 ,natum videte1 ,regem angelorum1 ,venite1 adoremus ,dominum4 ,deum de ,deo1 ,lumen de ,lumine1 ,gestant puellae viscera1 ,deum verum1 ,genitum non factum2 ,venite1 adoremus ,dominum4 ,en1 grege relicto ,humiles ad cunas ,vocati pastores approperant2 ,et nos ovanti ,gradu festinemus1 ,venite1 adoremus ,dominum1 ,stella duce1 ,magi ,christum adorantes1 ,aurum1 thus1 et myrrham dant munera2 ,jesu infanti ,corda praebeamus3 ,venite1 adoremus ,dominum4 ,aeterni ,parentis ,splendorem aeternum ,velatum sub carne videbimus1 ,deum infantem ,pannis involutum2 ,venite1 adoremus ,dominum4 ,pro nobis egenum ,et faeno cubantem ,piis foveamus amplexibus2 ,sic nos amantem ,quis non redamaret8 ,venite1 adoremus ,dominum4 ,cantet nunc hymnos4 ,chorus angelorum1 ,cantet nunc aula caelestium3-- ,gloria ,in excelsis ,deo3 ,venite1 adoremus ,dominum4 ,ergo qui natus ,die hodierna1 ,jesu1 tibi sit gloria ,patris aeterni ,verbum caro factum6 ,venite1 adoremus ,dominum4 #aai4 ,,corde ,,natus ,,ex ,,parentis ,corde natus ex ,parentis ,ante mundi exordium1 ,alpha et oo cognominatus1 ,ipse fons et clausula ,omnium quae sunt1 fuerunt1 ,quaeque post futura sunt ,saeculorum saeculis4 ,ecce quem vates vetustis ,concinebant saeculis1 ,quem prophetarum fideles ,paginae spoponderant1 ,emicat promissus olim1 ,cunctaque collaudent ,deum ,saeculorum saeculis4 ,o beatus ortus ille1 ,virgo cum puerpera ,edidit nostram salutem ,feta sancto ,spiritu1 ,et puer ,redemptor orbis ,os sacratum protulit ,saeculorum saeculis4 ,psallat altitudo caeli1 ,psallant omnes angeli1 ,quicquid est virtutis usquam ,psallat in laudem ,dei2 ,nulla linguarum silescat1 ,vox et omnis personet ,saeculorum saeculis4 ,te senes1 et te juventus1 ,parvulorum te cohors1 ,turba matrum1 virginumque ,simplices puellulae1 ,voce concordes pudicis ,perstrepant concentibus ,saeculorum saeculis4 ,tibi1 ,christe1 sit cum ,patre ,agioque ,spiritu1 ,hymnus1 melos1 laus perennis1 ,gratiarum actio1 ,honor1 virtus1 et victoria1 ,regnum1 aeternaliter ,saeculorum saeculis4 ,,prudentius #abj4 ,,ave ,,jesu1 ,,deus ,,magne ,ave ,jesu1 ,deus magne ,ave ,puer1 mitis agne1 ,ave ,deus1 homo nate ,in praesepi reclinate6 ,o potestas1 ,o egestas4 ,o majestas ,domini6 ,o majestas1 quidnon praestas homini8 ,ut me pauperem ditares1 ,ut me perditum salvares1 ,jaces pannis involutus1 ,omni ope destitutus4 ,o potestas1 c4 ,inter bruta quam abjectus ,vagis1 patris ,o dilectus6 ,judex summe1 verus ,deus1 ,propter me fis homo reus6 ,o potestas1 c4 ,o mi ,jesu1 cor devotum ,post te trahe1 sume totum1 ,igne tuo sancto ure1 ,ah ah penitus combure4 ,o potestas1 c4 ,procul vanas hinc amores ,procul malos arce mores1 ,tuis meos aptos finge1 ,aeterno me nexu stringe ,o potestas1 c4 #aba4 ,,nowell1 ,,nowell1 ,,nowell ,nowell1 nowell1 nowell1 nowell1 ,missus est ad virginem angelus ,gabriel4 ,angelum misit suum ,deus omnipotens1 ,ut unicum per filium ejus salvetur gens4 ,virgo ave1 clamat ille1 ,o ,maria clemens1 ,concipies et paries1 virgo semper manens4 ,virgo clam tremescit1 nam mira valde audit1 ,eam cui est ille missus confortavit4 ,altissimi ,patris tui virtus obumbravit1 ,cui per flamen sacrum gramen in te seminavit4 ,virgo clemens semper tremens ad verba angeli1 ,cui flamen consolamen dat responsum illi1 ,miti voce dicens1 ,ecce ancilla ,domini1 ,et secundum tuum verbum1 ita fiat mihi4 ,virgo ,deum genuit verbum1 quem alit cum cura1 ,mirus ,pater1 mira ,mater1 mira ,genitura2 ,parit virgo solo verbo contra carnis jura1 ,perseverante post et ante virgine pura4 ,nobis natus1 nobis datus1 quem virgo lactavit1 ,atque gregi1 sic sub lege cunctaque creavit1 ,miti corde nos a sorde moriendo lavit2 ,miserere plebi tuae1 ,jhesu fili ,davit4 ,virgo pin1 ,o ,maria1 pura ut lilia ,sponsa ,dei1 soror ei1 mater et filia1 ,tu ,hunc ores1 viatores ut fugiant vilia1 ,et nos trahant huc quo gaudent sanctorum milia4 ,o ,pater qui genuisti ,hunc ab initio1 ,et dedisti gentes ,isti1 pregaudens sacrificio1 ,hic cum venit quos redemit sanguinis precio ,judicare1 fac vitare nos a supplicio4 ,,index ,,of ,,authors ,beaumont1 ,sir ,john1 #ca4 ,beaumont1 ,joseph1 #df1 #dg4 ,belloc1 ,hilaire1 #hd4 ,bolton1 ,edmund1 #cj4 ,bridges1 ,robert1 #hc1 #aab4 ,byrom1 ,john1 #ei4 ,campion1 ,thomas1 #aji4 ,chesterton1 ,frances1 #ia4 ,chesterton1 ,g4 ,k41 #he4 ,coleridge1 ,samuel ,taylor1 #fb-d4 ,crashaw1 ,richard1 #da-c4 ,davidson1 ,john1 #aad4 ,doddridge1 ,philip1 #fj4 ,domett1 ,alfred1 #fh4 ,donne1 ,john1 #bg4 ,drummond1 ,william1 #cb1 #cc4 ,dunbar1 ,william1 #bb4 ,fletcher1 ,giles1 #ce1 #cf4 ,gales1 ,r4 ,l41 #hf1 #hg4 ,hall1 ,joseph1 #bh4 ,hardy1 ,thomas1 #ij4 ,hawker1 ,r4 ,s41 #ge1 #gf4 ,heber1 ,reginald1 #fe4 ,herbert1 ,george1 #ci4 ,herrick1 ,robert1 #cg1 #ch1 #aje-h4 ,hopkins1 ,gerard1 #gh4 ,horne1 ,herbert ,p41 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come1 blest ,babe1 and come to me8 #ee ,a shape1 like folded light1 embodied air1 #ge ,as ,i in hoary winter's night stood shivering in the snow1 #bc ,as ,joseph was a-walking1 #c ,as on the night before this happy morn1 #ce ,ave ,jesu1 ,deus magne1 #abj ,ave maris stella1 #af ,awake1 glad heart1 get up and sing6 #ej ,awake1 my soul1 and come away1 #de ,behold a silly tender ,babe1 #bd ,between the moonlight and the fire1 #aac ,be we merry in this feast1 #aa ,bright ,babe6 whose awful beauties make1 #dc ,brightest and best of the sons of the morning6 #fe ,but art ,thou come1 dear ,saviour8 hath ,thy love1 #eb ,can ,i not sing but ,hoy6 #i ,caput apri defero1 #aja ,christians1 awake1 salute the happy morn1 #ei ,christmas ,eve1 and twelve of the clock1 #ij ,christ was born on ,christmas day1 #fi ,come1 bring with a noise1 #aje ,come1 guard this night the ,christmas pie1 #aje ,come to your heaven1 you heavenly quires6 #be ,come we shepherds whose blest sight1 #da ,consider1 ,o my soul1 what morn is this6 #gi ,corde natus ex ,parentis1 #aai ,dormi1 ,jesu6 mater ridet1 #fd ,eya1 ,jesus hodie1 #ae ,fair eastern star1 that art ordained to run1 #ca ,given1 not lent1 #hb ,give way1 give way1 ye gates1 and win1 #ajf ,god rest you merry1 gentlemen1 #ai ,happy crib1 that wert alone1 #ea ,hark6 how all the welkin rings1 #fa ,hark1 the glad sound6 the ,saviour comes1 #fj ,heaven's golden-wingd herald late he saw1 #db ,herdmen hend1 ,dread ye no thing1 #h ,heu quid jaces stabulo1 #aag ,hey1 hey1 hey1 hey1 #ajj ,holly and ,ivy made a great party1 #if ,how far is it to ,bethlehem8 #ia ,hush1 my dear1 lie still and slumber1 #eh ,immensity1 cloistered in thy dear womb1 #bg ,immortal ,babe1 who this dear day1 #bh ,in holly hedges starving birds1 #aad ,in numbers1 and but these few1 #ch ,in the bleak mid-winter1 #ga ,i saw three ships come sailing in1 #ba ,i sing of a maiden1 #b ,i sing the birth was born to-night1 #bi ,it chanced upon the merry merry ,christmas eve1 #gj ,it is the 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,outlanders1 whence come ye last8 #gc ,proface1 welcome1 welcome1 proface1 #ajc ,puer natus in ,bethlehem1 #aaf ,remember1 ,o thou man1 #bj ,rorate ,coeli desuper6 #bb ,run1 shepherds1 run1 where ,bethlehem blest appears1 #cb ,saint ,stephen was a clerk1 #g ,say1 did his ,sisters wonder what could ,joseph see1 #gg ,she gave with joy her virgin breast1 #fc ,shepherds1 rejoice1 lift up your eyes1 #eg ,so now is come our joyful'st feast1 #ajd ,sweet baby1 sleep6 ,what ails my dear8 #cd ,sweet1 harmless livers6 on whose holy leisure1 #di ,sweet music1 sweeter far1 #cj ,the ,christ-child lay on ,mary's lap1 #he ,the damsel donn'd her kirtle sheen1 #aaa ,the ,ox said to the ,ass1 said he1 all on a ,christmas night1 #hh ,the sheets were frozen hard1 and they cut the naked hand1 #ha ,the shepherds went their hasty way1 #fb ,the time draws near the birth of ,christ1 #fg ,they leave the land of gems and gold1 #ff ,this endris night1 #e ,this is the month1 and this the happy morn1 #dj ,to ,bethlem did they go1 the shepherds three1 #gb ,to shorten winter's sadness1 #aaj ,waes-hael for knight and dame6 #gf ,wake1 what unusual light doth greet1 #hj ,wash your hands1 or else the fire1 #aje ,wassail the trees1 that they may bear1 #aje ,welcome ,yule1 thou merry man1 #a ,what sweeter music can we bring1 #cg ,when ,christ was born of ,mary free1 #aj ,where is this blessed ,babe1 #dd ,where ,mary keeps her court1 #hf ,while shepherds watch'd their flocks by night1 #ef ,who can forget--never to be forgot1 #cf ,why does the frowning winter smile1 #dh ,wild air1 world-mothering air1 #gh ,winter was not unkind because uncouth1 #aab ,with a long train of camels following them1 #ib ,wonder's birthday1 #df ,yet if his majesty our sovereign ,lord1 #ed