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GOOD KING WENCESLAS

This is an unusual Christmas Carol in that, never once, does it mention Christmas! The feast of Stephen is, however, celebrated on December 26.

This was originally a spring carol, Spring has now unwrapped the flowers, and in a collection of songs compiled in 1582. Rev. John Mason Neale transformed it in the nineteenth century.

The Wenceslas referred to was not a king but Duke of Bohemia in the tenth century. He worked to Christianize his land and was well known for his aid to the poor. This carol was sung by those who went about to collect alms.



Good King Wenceslas looked out,
On the feast of Stephen;
When the snow lay round about,
Deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight,
Gath'ring winter fuel.

"Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou know'st it, telling.
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence,
underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence,
By St. Agnes' fountain."

"Bring me flesh and bring me wine,
Bring me pine logs hither.
Thou and I shall see him dine
When we bear them thither."
Page and monarch, forth they went,
Forth they went together;
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather.

"Sir, the night is darker now,
And the wind blows stronger.
Fails my heart, I know not how.
I can go no longer."
"Mark my footsteps good my page,
Tread thou in them boldly.
Thou shall find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly."

In his master's step he trod,
Where the snow lay dinted.
Heat was in the very sod
Which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men, be sure,
Wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor,
Shall yourselves find blessing.




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