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The young men and maids on New-Year’s day, Their loves they will present With many a gift both fine and gay, Which gives them true content: And though the gift be great or small, Yet this is the custom still, Expressing their loves in ribbons and gloves, It being their kind good-will. Young bachelors will […]

A Happy New Year

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The old year now away is fled, The new year it is entered, Then let us now our sins down-tread And joyfully all appear. Let’s merry be this holiday, And let us now both sport and play, Hang sorrow, let’s cast care away: God send you a happy New Year! For Christ’s circumcision this day […]

Now farewell, good Christmas, Adieu and adieu, I needs now must leave thee, And look for a new; For till thou returnest, I linger in pain, And I care not how quickly Thou comest again. But ere thou departest, I purpose to see What merry good pastime This day will show me; For a king […]

An ingle-blaze and a steaming jug; A lamp and a lazy book; And, deep in a doubled, downy rug Your feet to the warmest nook. And wherever the eye may crook, A print or a tumbled tome– For the kettle sings on the blackened hook, And hey! for the sweets of home! What though the […]

Acold it is and middle night: The moon looks down the snow, As if an angel, clad in white, Carried her lanthorn so That, going forth the streets of light, She made an earthward glow. A drift enfolds the chapel eaves Like downy coverlet; And, garnered into whited sheaves, The graves are harvest-set Waiting the […]

With cakes and ale, and antic ring Well tiptoed to the tabor string, And many a buss below the holly, And flout at sable melancholy– So, with a rouse, went Christmassing! What! are no latter waits to sing? No clog to blaze? No wit to wing? Are catches gone, and dimpled Dolly, With cakes and […]

Before The Feast

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All you that are good fellows, Come hearken to my song; I know you do not hate good cheer Nor liquor that is strong. I hope there is none here But soon will take my part, Seeing my master and my dame Say welcome with their heart. This is a time of joyfulness And merry […]

Come, mad boys, be glad, boys, for Christmas is here, And we shall be feasted with jolly good cheer; Then let us be merry, ’tis Saint Stephen’s day, Let’s eat and drink freely, here’s nothing to pay. My master bids welcome, and so doth my dame, And ’tis yonder smoking dish doth me inflame; Anon […]

About The Board

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Come bravely on, my masters, For here we shall be tasters Of curious dishes that are brave and fine, Where they that do such cheer afford, I’ll lay my knife upon the board, My master and my dame they do not pine. Who is’t will not be merry And sing down, down, aderry? For now […]

Wassail, wassail, all over the town, Our bread it is white, and our ale it is brown; Our bowl it is made of the maplin tree, So here, my good fellow, I’ll drink it to thee. The wassailing bowl, with a toast within, Come, fill it up unto the brim; Come fill it up that […]

Bring us in good ale, and bring us in good ale; For our blessed Lady’s sake, bring us in good ale. Bring us in no brown bread, for that is made of bran, Nor bring us in no white bread, for therein is no game, But bring us in good ale. Bring us in no […]

Here we come a-whistling through the fields so green; Here we come a-singing, so fair to be seen. God send you happy, God send you happy, Pray God send you a happy New Year! The roads are very dirty, my boots are very thin, I have a little pocket to put a penny in. God […]

Wassailing Carol

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We wish you merry Christmas, also a glad New Year; We come to bring you tidings to all mankind so dear: We come to tell that Jesus was born in Bethl’em town, And now He’s gone to glory and pityingly looks down On us poor wassailers, As wassailing we go; With footsteps sore From door […]

From Door To Door

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Here we come a wassailing Among the leaves so green, Here we come a wand’ring, So fair to be seen. Love and joy come to you, And to you your wassail too, And God bless you and send you a happy New Year. Our wassail-cup is made Of the rosemary tree, And so is your […]

A jolly wassail-bowl, A wassail of good ale; Well fare the butler’s soul That setteth this to sale; Our jolly wassail. Good dame, here at your door Our wassail we begin, We are all maidens poor, We pray now let us in With our wassail. Our wassail we do fill With apples and with spice, […]

(FROM THE FRENCH OF THE TWELFTH CENTURY.) Hail, good Masters, let us bide, Hither come from travel wide, This Christmas-tide. Hearken, give us bed and cheer, We are weary, life is dear This day o’ the year! God send ye joy and peace on earth, Who broach good cheer for Christe’s birth. Masters, an ye […]

“To Bethl’em did they go, the shepherds three; To Bethl’em did they go to see whe’r it were so or no, Whether Christ were born or no To set men free.” Masters, in this hall, Hear ye news to-day Brought over sea, And ever I you pray. Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Sing we clear! Holpen […]

A SCOTCH CAROL. I come from hevin to tell The best nowellis that ever befell; To you this tythinges trew I bring, And I will of them say and sing: This day to yow is borne ane childe Of Marie meike and Virgine mylde, That blessit barne, bining and kynde, Sall yow rejoyce baith heart […]

Nay, ivy, nay, It shall not be, I wis; Let holly have the mastery, As the manner is. Holly stand in the hall, Fair to behold; Ivy stand without the door, She is full sore a-cold. Nay, ivy, nay, etc. Holly and his merry men They dancen and they sing; Ivy and her maidens They […]

The Holly and the Ivy, Now both are full well grown; Of all the trees that spring in wood, The holly bears the crown. The holly bears a blossom As white as a lily flow’r; And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ To be our sweet Saviour. The holly bears a berry As red as any […]

As I pass’d by a riverside, And there as I did reign,[M] In argument I chanced to hear A Carnal[N] and a Crane. The Carnal said unto the Crane, If all the world should turn, Before we had the Father, But now we have the Son! From whence does the Son come? From where and […]

The Holy Well

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As it fell out one May morning, And upon one bright holiday, Sweet Jesus asked of His dear mother, If He might go to play. To play, to play, sweet Jesus shall go, And to play pray get you gone; And let me hear of no complaint At night when you come home. Sweet Jesus […]

Saint Stephen was a clerk In King Herod’s hall, And served him of bread and cloth As ever king befall. Stephen out of kitchen came With boar’s head on hand, He saw a star was fair and bright Over Bethlehem stand. He kist adown the boar’s head And went into the hall: “I forsake thee, […]

God bless the master of this house And all that are therein, And to begin this Christmas tide With mirth now let us sing. For the Saviour of all people Upon this time was born, Who did from death deliver us. When we were left forlorn. Then let us all most merry be, And sing […]

Three Ships

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I saw three ships come sailing in, On Christmas day, on Christmas day; I saw three ships come sailing in, On Christmas day in the morning. And what was in those ships all three, On Christmas day, on Christmas day? And what was in those ships all three, On Christmas day in the morning? Our […]

Jacob’s Ladder

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As Jacob with travel was weary one day, At night on a stone for a pillow he lay; He saw in a vision a ladder so high That its foot was on earth and its top in the sky. Hallelujah to Jesus, who died on the tree, And hath rais’d up a ladder of mercy […]

Angel Heralds

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As Joseph was a-walking, He heard an angel sing: “This night shall be born Our Heavenly King; “He neither shall be born In housen nor in hall, Nor in the place of Paradise, But in an ox’s stall; “He neither shall be clothed In purple nor in pall, But all in fair linen, As we […]

God rest you merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, For Jesus Christ our Saviour Was born upon this day To save us all from Satan’s power When we were gone astray. O tidings of comfort and joy, For Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day. In Bethlehem in Jewry This blessed babe was […]

Who’s There?

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Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell, Who ys there that syngith so, nowell, nowell, nowell? I am here, syre Christmasse! Well come, my lord syre Christmasse, Welcome to us all, bothe more and lesse, Come nere, nowell! Dieu vous garde, beau syre, tydinges you bryng: A mayd hath born a chylde full yong, The weche causeth yew […]

Madonna And Child

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This endris night[I] I saw a sight, A star as bright as day; And ever among A maiden sung, Lullay, by by, lullay. This lovely lady sat and sang, and to her child she said,– “My son, my brother, my father dear, why liest thou thus in hayd?[J] My sweet bird, Thus it is betide […]

In honor of Saint John we thus Do keep good Christmas cheer; And he that comes to dine with us, I think he need not spare. The butcher he hath killed good beef, The caterer brings it in; But Christmas pies are still the chief, If that I durst begin. Our bacon-hogs are full and […]

Glee And Solace

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With merry glee and solace This second day of Christmas Now comes in bravely to my master’s house, Where plenty of good cheer I see, With that which most contenteth me, As brawn and bacon, powdered beef, and souse. For the love of Stephen, That blessed saint of heaven, Which stoned was for Jesus Christ […]

The First Carol

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The first Nowell the Angel did say Was to three poor Shepherds in the fields as they lay; In fields where they lay keeping their sheep, In a cold winter’s night that was so deep. Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Born is the King of Israel. They looked up and saw a Star Shining in the […]

In Bethlehem

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In Bethlehem, that noble place, As by the Prophet said it was, Of the Virgin Mary, filled with grace. Salvator mundi natus est. Be we merry in this feast, In quo Salvator natus est. On Christmas night an Angel told The shepherds watching by their fold, In Bethlehem, full nigh the wold, “Salvator mundi natus […]

Mark well my heavy, doleful tale, For Twelfth-day now is come, And now I must no longer sing, And say no words but mum; For I perforce must take my leave Of all my dainty cheer, Plum-porridge, roast-beef, and minced-pies, My strong ale and my beer. Kind-hearted Christmas, now adieu, For I with thee must […]

Come follow, follow me, Those that good fellows be, Into the buttery Our manhood for to try; The master keeps a bounteous house, And gives leave freely to carouse. Then wherefore should we fear, Seeing here is store of cheer? It shows but cowardice At this time to be nice. Then boldly draw your blades […]

Christmas Of Old

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IN GERMANY. Three weeks before the day whereon was born the Lord of grace, And on the Thursday, boys and girls do run in every place, And bounce and beat at every door, with blows and lusty snaps, And cry the advent of the Lord, not born as yet, perhaps: And wishing to the neighbors […]

Thrice holy ring, afar and wide, The merry bells this Christmas-tide; Afar and wide, through hushed snow, From ivied minster-portico, Sweet anthems swell to tell the tale Of that young babe the shepherds hail Sitting amid their nibbling flocks What time the Hallelujah shocks The drowsy earth, and Cherubim Break through the heaven with harp […]

FIRST PART. All hail to the days that merit more praise Than all the rest of the year, And welcome the nights that double delights As well for the poor as the peer! Good fortune attend each merry-man’s friend, That doth but the best that he may; Forgetting old wrongs, with carols and songs, To […]

Merry Souls

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O you merry, merry Souls, Christmas is a-coming, We shall have flowing bowls, Dancing, piping, drumming. Delicate minced pies To feast every virgin, Capon and goose likewise, Brawn and a dish of sturgeon. Then, for your Christmas box, Sweet plum-cakes and money, Delicate Holland smocks, Kisses sweet as honey. Hey for the Christmas ball, Where […]

“My dear,” said Mr. Grapewine, over the dinner-table, about a fortnight before Christmas,–“how many days to Christmas?” Mrs. Grapewine counted on her fingers; looked a little uncertain up towards the ceiling, and at last applied to the calendar on the wall behind her, exclaiming, when she had mentally calculated the time,– “Week and six days; […]

The Wolf Tower

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I. Long ago, in Brittany, under the government of St. Gildas the Wise, seventh abbot of Ruiz, there lived a young tenant of the abbey who was blind in the right eye and lame in the left leg. His name was Sylvestre Ker, and his mother, Josserande Ker, was the widow of Martin Ker, in […]

A Christmas Miracle

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You have never heard of Alcala? Well, it is a little village nestling between the Spanish hills, a league from great Madrid. There is a ring of stone houses, each with its white-walled patio and grated windows; each with its balcony, whence now and then a laughing face looks down upon the traveller. There is […]

A Tale Of A Turkey

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I. The shutters of a little spur of warehouses which breaks out into mountainous stores and open valleys of streets around the corner, but which itself overlooks no fairer view than a narrow, muddy alley of a thoroughfare scarcely broad enough to admit two drays abreast, and, by actual measurement,–taken with persistent diligence by the […]

Three Kings Of Cologne

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(Written by John of Hildesheim in the Fourteenth Century.) A CHRISTMAS TALE FROM AN OLD ENGLISH CHRONICLE. A modern version of an old English Chronicle. Here followeth the manner and form of seeking and offering; and also of the burying and translations of the three Holy and Worshipful Kings of Cologne: Jaspar, Melchior, and Balthazar. […]

Good-night

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Good-night, good-night, the day is done; Rock, rock the cradle, little one; The lamp is low, and low the sun, Good-night! Good-night, good-night, the Christmas bough Bends to the rocking wind, and thou To mother’s ditty noddest now, Good-night! Good-night, good-night, the holy day Bring baby sweets, and sweets alway! Rock, rock–then, tiptoe, steal away, […]