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Masters In This Hall
ANONYMOUS To Bethlem did they go, the shephe...

A Christmas Hymn
ALFRED DOMETT It was the calm and silent nig...

The Boar's Head Carol
(Sung at Queen's College, Oxford.) The boar'...

A Christmas Carol
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So Now Is Come Our Joyfulst Feast
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An Ode On The Birth Of Our Saviour






ROBERT HERRICK

In numbers, and but these few,
I sing thy birth, O Jesu!
Thou pretty baby, born here
With sup'rabundant scorn here;
Who for thy princely port here,
Hadst for thy place
Of birth, a base
Out-stable for thy court here.

Instead of neat enclosures
Of interwoven osiers,
Instead of fragrant posies
Of daffodils and roses,
Thy cradle, kingly stranger,
As gospel tells,
Was nothing else
But here a homely manger.

But we with silks, not crewels,
With sundry precious jewels,
And lily work will dress thee,
And, as we dispossess thee
Of clouts, we'll make a chamber,
Sweet babe, for thee
Of ivory,
And plaster'd round with amber.





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