A Christmas Garland: Carols and Poems from the Fifteenth Century to the Present TimeJ.C. Nimmo, 1885 - Всего страниц: 278 |
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... leave the country and come to London . " Hear how it begins : — " Christmas is my name ; far have I gone , Have I gone , have I gone , have I gone , Without regard ; Whereas great men by flocks there be flown , There be flown , there be ...
... leave the country and come to London . " Hear how it begins : — " Christmas is my name ; far have I gone , Have I gone , have I gone , have I gone , Without regard ; Whereas great men by flocks there be flown , There be flown , there be ...
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... leaves , and the leaves of life , I met with virgins seven , And one of them was Mary mild , Our Lord's mother of Heaven . ' O what are you seeking , you seven fair maids , All under the leaves of life ; Come tell , come tell , what ...
... leaves , and the leaves of life , I met with virgins seven , And one of them was Mary mild , Our Lord's mother of Heaven . ' O what are you seeking , you seven fair maids , All under the leaves of life ; Come tell , come tell , what ...
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... leave of my good master and my And the Lord be praised My stomach is well eased , My bones at quiet may go take their r Good fortune surely followed me To bring me thus so luckily To eat and drink so freely of the best . " Their ...
... leave of my good master and my And the Lord be praised My stomach is well eased , My bones at quiet may go take their r Good fortune surely followed me To bring me thus so luckily To eat and drink so freely of the best . " Their ...
Стр. xxxi
... leave of the reader : - " The days are sad , it is the Holytide : The Wintermorn is short , the Night is long ; So let the lifeless Hours be glorified With deathless thoughts , and echoed in sweet song : And through the sunset of this ...
... leave of the reader : - " The days are sad , it is the Holytide : The Wintermorn is short , the Night is long ; So let the lifeless Hours be glorified With deathless thoughts , and echoed in sweet song : And through the sunset of this ...
Стр. 71
... leaves are sweet with our Saviour's Name , ' Tis a plant that loves the poor : Summer and winter it shines the same Beside the cottage door . O ! the holly with her drops of blood for me : For that is our kind Aunt Mary's tree . " ན ན བ ...
... leaves are sweet with our Saviour's Name , ' Tis a plant that loves the poor : Summer and winter it shines the same Beside the cottage door . O ! the holly with her drops of blood for me : For that is our kind Aunt Mary's tree . " ན ན བ ...
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A. H. BULLEN angels Awake babe beef beer Bethlehem blessed boar's head born breast bright bring capon cheer child Chorus Christmas Carols Christmas day cold winter dame dance dear delight door doth drink drive the cold earth Edmund Bolton eyes feast fire forbear to weep friends give glory God's goose hall hath heart heaven heavenly holly Holy Hymn Jesus Christ jolly Joseph King William Street Lazarus Lord lullay maidens manger master meat merry minced pies Minstrels and maids mirth morning mother night Nowell peace Percy Society piece play Plum-pudding poem pray Prince printed rejoice roast Robert Herrick Robert Stephen Hawker Robin's Almanac round Salvator mundi natus Saviour saw three ships shepherds sing Sir John Reresby sleep snow song soul stand stanza star Stephen sung sweet baby sweet Jesus tell thee thy Son's tidings tree Tyrle unto Virgin wassail wassailing bowl Welladay Year's
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Стр. 62 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began; The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist, Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Стр. 66 - With terror of that blast, Shall from the surface to the centre shake; When at the world's last session, The dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread his throne.
Стр. 65 - 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 base of heaven's deep organ blow And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to th
Стр. 61 - With her great Master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour. Only with speeches fair She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty front with innocent snow ; And on her naked shame, Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw ; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Стр. 64 - 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.
Стр. 60 - See how from far upon the eastern road The star-led wizards haste with odours sweet : Oh, run, prevent them with thy humble ode, And lay it lowly at His blessed feet ; Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet, And join thy voice unto the angel quire, From out his secret altar touched with hallowed fire.
Стр. 225 - The running of the deer, The playing of the merry organ, Sweet singing in the choir.
Стр. 124 - Come, bring with a noise, My merry, merry boys, The Christmas log to the firing ; While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your hearts
Стр. 46 - Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak mid-winter Long ago. Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him Nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away When He comes to reign: In the bleak mid-winter A stable-place sufficed The Lord God Almighty Jesus Christ.
Стр. 84 - A better lodging than a rack or grave. THE shepherds sing, and shall I silent be ? My God, no hymn for thee ? My soul's a shepherd too ; a flock it feeds Of thoughts, and words, and deeds. The pasture is thy word ; the streams thy grace, Enriching all the place. Shepherd and flock shall sing, and all my powers Out-sing the daylight hours.