The Hymns and Carols of Christmas

On Christmas

Words: John Bampfylde

Source: Henry Vizetelly, Christmas With The Poets (London: David Bogue, 1851).

With footstep slow, in furry pall yelad,
His brows enwreathed with holly never sere,
Old Christmas comes, to close the waned year,
And aye the shepherd's heart to make right glad;
Who, when his teeming flocks are homeward had,
To blazing hearth repairs, and nut-brown beer;
And views, well pleased, the ruddy prattlers dear
Hug the grey mongrel; meanwhile, maid and lad
Squabble for roasted crabs. Thee, sire, we hail,
Whether thine aged limbs thou dost enshroud
In vest of snowy white and hoary veil,
Or wrapp'st thy visage in a sable cloud;
Thee we proclaim with mirth and cheer, nor fail
To greet thee well with many a carol loud.

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