Christmas with the poets, a collection of songs, carols, and verses [ed. by H. Vizetelly].1872 |
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... brawn of the tuskèd swine , And NowEL * crieth every lusty man . " DIVISION I. THE FRANKLIN'S TALE . CHRISTMAS CAROLS , FROM THE ANGLO - NORMAN PERIOD TO THE TIME OF THE REFORMATION . IVE hundred years ago , Chaucer , who , in his racy ...
... brawn of the tuskèd swine , And NowEL * crieth every lusty man . " DIVISION I. THE FRANKLIN'S TALE . CHRISTMAS CAROLS , FROM THE ANGLO - NORMAN PERIOD TO THE TIME OF THE REFORMATION . IVE hundred years ago , Chaucer , who , in his racy ...
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... brawn to seethe and to souse . Provide us good cheer , for thou know'st the old guise : Old customs , that good be , let no man despise . At Christmas be merry and thankful withal , And feast thy poor neighbours , the great with the ...
... brawn to seethe and to souse . Provide us good cheer , for thou know'st the old guise : Old customs , that good be , let no man despise . At Christmas be merry and thankful withal , And feast thy poor neighbours , the great with the ...
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... Brawn pudding and souse , and good mustard withal ; Beef , mutton , and pork , shred pies of the best , Pig , veal , goose , and capon , and turkey well dressed ; Cheese , apples , and nuts , jolly carols to hear , As then in the ...
... Brawn pudding and souse , and good mustard withal ; Beef , mutton , and pork , shred pies of the best , Pig , veal , goose , and capon , and turkey well dressed ; Cheese , apples , and nuts , jolly carols to hear , As then in the ...
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... brawn , And we have brought it for ye . Then set down the swineyard , The foe to the vineyard , Let Bacchus crown his fall ; Let this boar's head and mustard Stand for pig , goose , and custard , And so you are welcome all . 66 The ...
... brawn , And we have brought it for ye . Then set down the swineyard , The foe to the vineyard , Let Bacchus crown his fall ; Let this boar's head and mustard Stand for pig , goose , and custard , And so you are welcome all . 66 The ...
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... to touch a collar of brawn , to take a pie , to put a plum in the pottage pot , to burn a great candle , or to lay one block the more in the fire for your sake , Master Christmas , is enough to make a man to be suspected and taken for.
... to touch a collar of brawn , to take a pie , to put a plum in the pottage pot , to burn a great candle , or to lay one block the more in the fire for your sake , Master Christmas , is enough to make a man to be suspected and taken for.
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ancient angels Babe beasts beer Ben Jonson berries Bethlehem birth blessed blest boar's head Boar's Head Carols born bough brawn bright bring capon cheer Christ CHRISTMAS CAROL Christmas Day Christmas season Christmas tide cold comes but once crown dancing dish doth drink earth EDMUND BOLTON ELIZABETHAN ERA feast festival fire GEORGE WITHER glad glory goose grace green hall hath heart Heaven Here's happiness hey go holly tree holy HYMN jolly Jonson king light Lord lulla maid manger merry minced pies minstrels mirth mistletoe morning neighbours night Nowel o'er old cap old courtier peace Plum-pudding poems poets Poor Robin's Almanack Post and Pair Prince queen reign Ring roast beef ROBERT SOUTHWELL round Saviour SAW THREE SHIPS Shakspeare shepherds shine sing snow song soul sport star sung sweet thee THOMAS TUSSER thou unto virgin WASSAIL BOWL wine winter young courtier Yule
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Page 103 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Page 100 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around ; The idle spear and shield were high up hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.
Page 105 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Page 196 - His face is growing sharp and thin. Alack ! our friend is gone. Close up his eyes : tie up his chin : Step from the corpse, and let him in That standeth there alone, And waiteth at the door. There's a new foot on the floor, my friend, And a new face at the door, my friend, A new face at the door.
Page 101 - Nature, that heard such sound, Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat, the airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling ; She knew such harmony alone Could hold all heaven and earth in happier union.
Page 103 - Yea, truth and justice then Will down return to men, Orb'd in a rainbow ; and, like glories wearing, Mercy will sit between, Throned in celestial sheen, With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering ; And heaven, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.
Page 200 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Page 195 - But though his eyes are waxing dim, And though his foes speak ill of him, He was a friend to me. Old year, you shall not die ; We did so laugh and cry with you, I've half a mind to die with you, Old year, if you must die.
Page 145 - All hailed, with uncontrolled delight, And general voice, the happy night, That to the cottage, as the crown, Brought tidings of salvation down.
Page 57 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.