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The shepherds came from out the north, The wise men came from out the east, The angels came from heaven high, The kings they knocked upon the door, The angels sang through all the night |
Good bread and good drink, a good fire in the hall, What cost to good husband, is any of this? |
When it's Christmas man is bigger and is better in his part; If I had to paint a picture of a man I think I'd wait Man is ever in a struggle and he's oft misunderstood; |
Got a yeller dog named Sport, sick him on the cat. Gran'ma says she hopes that when I git to be a man, And then old Sport he hangs around, so solemn-like an' still, For Christmas, with its lots an' lots of candies, cakes an' toys, |
O Most Mighty! O MOST HOLY! O the magnitude of meekness! If so young and thus eternal, See the God blasphem'd and doubted Nature's decorations glisten Boreas now no longer winters Spinks and ouzels sing sublimely, God all-bounteous, all-creative, |
I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth He spoke, and straightway the celestial choir, Amazed, the wondrous story they procaim; Artless, and watchful, as these favoured swains, |
The automobile that I got that ran around the floor I've got my blocks as good as new, my mitts are perfect yet; |
World-wide the little fellows And when evening shadows lengthen, |
EVERYWHERE, everywhere, Christmas tonight! Christmas in lands of the fir-tree and pine, Christmas in lands of the palm-tree and vine, Christmas where snow peaks stand solemn and white, Christmas where cornfields stand sunny and bright. Christmas where children are hopeful and gay, Christmas where old men are patient and gray, Christmas where peace, like a dove in his flight, Broods o're brave men in the thick of the fight; Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight! For the Christ-child who comes is the Master of all; No palace too great, no cottage too small. |
A LITTLE fir grew in the midst of the wood But a trouble came into his heart one day, "Oh, why did I wish for golden leaves?" Then his heart was sad; and he cried, "Alas Then he sighed and groaned; but his voice was weak *NOTE: |
He little knew the gladness that his presence would have made, He couldn't see the fading of the cheeks that once were pink, Are you going home for Christmas? Have you written you'll be there? |
I This is the month, and this the happy morn, That glorious Form, that Light unsufferable, Say Heav'nly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein See how from far upon the eastern road It was the winter wild, Only with speeches fair But he, her fears to cease, No war or battle's sound But peaceful was the night The Stars with deep amaze And though the shady gloom The shepherds on the lawn, When such music sweet Nature, that heard such sound At last surrounds their sight Such music (as 'tis said) Ring out ye crystal spheres! For if such holy song Yea, Truth and Justice then But wisest Fate says no: With such a horrid clang And then at last our bliss The Oracles are dumb; The lonely mountains o'er, In consecrated earth, Peor and Baalim And sullen Moloch, fled, Nor is Osiris seen He feels from Juda's land So when the Sun in bed, But see, the Virgin blest holy Sages = the Hebrew prophets
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Come we shepherds whose blest sight To all our world of well-stol'n joy Tell him we now can show him more TITYRUS Gloomy night embrac'd the place CHORUS It was thy day, Sweet! and did rise THYRSIS Winter chid aloud, and sent CHORUS By those sweet eyes' persuasive pow'rs, BOTH We saw thee in thy balmy nest, TITYRUS Poor World, said I, what wilt thou do CHORUS Contend, ye powers of heav'n and earth, THYRSIS Proud World, said I, cease your contest, CHORUS The Babe whose birth embraves this morn, TITYRUS I saw the curl'd drops, soft and slow, CHORUS Forbear, said I, be not too bold; THYRSIS I saw the obsequious Seraphims CHORUS Well done, said I, but are you sure TITYRUS No no, your King's not yet to seek CHORUS Sweet choice, said we! no way but so, BOTH We saw thee in thy balmy nest, CHORUS We saw thee, and we bless'd the sight, FULL CHORUS Welcome, all wonders in one sight! Welcome; though nor to gold nor silk, Welcome, though not to those gay flies Yet when young April's husband-show'rs To thee, meek Majesty! soft King |
Awake, awake! hark how th' wood rings; I would I were some bird, or star, I would I had in my best part Sweet Jesu! will then. Let no more |
Yet in that place, |
There's a sweetness most appealing in the trilling of their notes: |
Good bread and good drink, a good fire in the hall, What cost to good husband, is any of this? |
EVERYWHERE, everywhere, Christmas tonight! Christmas in lands of the fir-tree and pine, Christmas in lands of the palm-tree and vine, Christmas where snow peaks stand solemn and white, Christmas where cornfields stand sunny and bright. Christmas where children are hopeful and gay, Christmas where old men are patient and gray, Christmas where peace, like a dove in his flight, Broods o're brave men in the thick of the fight; Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight! For the Christ-child who comes is the Master of all; No palace too great, no cottage too small. |
But I a waif on earth where'er I roam |
WAS it a fancy, bred of vagrant guess, Or well-remember'd fact, that He was born When half the world was wintry and forlorn, In Nature's utmost season of distress? And did the simple earth indeed confess Its destitution and its craving need, Wearing the white and penitential weed, Meet symbol of judicial barrenness? So be it; for in truth 'tis ever so, That when the winter of the soul is bare, The seed of heaven at first begins to grow, Peeping abroad in desert of despair. Full many a floweret, good, and sweet, and fair, Is kindly wrapp'd in coverlet of snow. |
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