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A Quote by Traditional on moon and winter

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
Gathering winter fuel

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Source: Good King Wenceslas

Contributed by: ingebrita

A Quote by Traditional on angels, birth, children, christ, day, glory, god, jesus, motherhood, paradise, people, simplicity, and soldiers

A Child This Day Is Born A child this day is born, A child of high renown, Most worthy of a sceptre, A sceptre and a crown: Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, sing all we may, Because the King of all kings Was born this blessed day. These tidings shepherds heard, In field watching their fold, Were by an angel unto them That night revealed and told: To whom the angel spoke, Saying, "Be not afraid; Be glad, poor silly* shepherds- Why are you so dismayed? "For lo! I bring you tidings Of gladness and of mirth, Which cometh to all people by This holy infant's birth": Then there was with the angel A host incontinent† Of heavenly bright soldiers, Which from the Highest was sent: Lauding the Lord our God, And His celestial King; All glory be in Paradise, This heavenly host did sing: And as the angels told them, So to them did appear; They found the young child, Jesus Christ, With Mary, His mother dear. *Simple. †Innumerable.

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Source: Christmas song

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Traditional on birds, christmas, dance, day, gold, and love

The Twelve Days of Christmas The first day of Christmas My true love sent to me A partridge in a pear-tree. The second day of Christmas My true love sent to me Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The third day of Christmas My true love sent to me Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The fourth day of Christmas My true love sent to me Four colly birds, Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The fifth day of Christmas My true love sent to me Five gold rings, Four colly birds, Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The sixth day of Christmas My true love sent to me Six geese a-laying, Five gold rings, Four colly birds, Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The seventh day of Christmas My true love sent to me Seven swans a-swlmmmg, Six geese a-laying? Five gold rings, Four colly birds, Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The eighth day of Christmas My true love sent to me Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five gold rings, Four colly birds, Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The ninth day of Christmas My true love sent to me Nine drummers drumming, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five gold rings, Four colly birds, Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The tenth day of Christmas My true love sent to me Ten pipers piping, Nine drummers drumming, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five gold rings, Four colly birds, Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The eleventh day of Christmas My true love sent to me Eleven ladies dancing, Ten pipers piping, Nine drummers drumming, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five gold rings, Four colly birds, Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The twelfth day of Christmas My true love sent to me Twelve lords a-leaping, Eleven ladies dancing, Ten pipers piping, Nine drummers drumming, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five gold rings, Four colly birds, Three French hens, Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree.

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Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Traditional on angels, children, christ, christianity, fear, gold, good, lies, rest, salvation, silence, sleep, and sons

What Child Is This? What Child is this, who, laid to rest On Mary's lap, is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? Refrain: This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary. Why lies He in such mean estate, Where ox and ass are feeding? Good Christians fear: for sinners here The silent Word is pleading. Refrain So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh, Come peasant, King to own Him; The King of Kings salvation brings; Let loving hearts enthrone Him! Refrain

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Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Traditional on angels, birds, christ, darkness, earth, god, heart, lies, music, sons, and stability

Whence Comes This Rush of Wings? Whence comes this rush of wings afar, Following straight the Noël star? Birds from the woods in wondrous flight, Bethlehem seek this Holy Night. "Tell us, ye birds, why come ye here, Into this stable, poor and drear?" "Hast'ning we seek the new-loom King, And all our sweetest music bring." Hark! how the greenfinch bears his part, Philomel, too, with tender heart, Chants from her leafy dark retreat, Re, mi, fa, sol, in accents sweet. Angels and shepherds, birds of the sky, Come where the Son of God cloth lie; Christ on earth with man cloth dwell, Join in the shout, "Noël, Noël!"

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Source: French Carol from Bas-Quercy

Contributed by: Zaady

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