NAKED boy, brown boy, In the snow deep, Piping, carolling Folks out of sleep; Little shoes, thin shoes, All so wet and worn— But I bring the merry news —Christ is born! Rise, pretty mistress! Don a gay silk; Give me for my good news Bread and new milk. Joy, joy in Jewry, This very morn! Far and far I carry it —Christ is born! Back, back in Bethl'em, By the moon still, There I saw a shepherd Sitting on a hill: 'Boy,' said he, 'bonny boy, Take you this horn, Wend you now and wind it, —Christ is born!' And whenever people Hear the merry blast, Bells in every steeple, Flags on every mast, Holy boughs and holly Adore and adorn, Far and far and jubilant —Christ is born! Therefore I would have you People comprehend Christ is born in Bethl'em For to be your friend: For to bear the agony, For to wear the thorn, For to die on Calvary, —Christ is born! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOWER'S SONG by ANDREW MARVELL PSALME 137 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE WESTWARD PAGEANT by LUCILLE BURTON EPILOGUE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON CISMA DE INGLATERRA: STANZA 1 by PEDRO CALDERON DE LA BARCA OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 18. ELEGIAC VERSE: THE FIRST EPIGRAM by THOMAS CAMPION OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 25. ELEGIAC VERSE: THE EIGHTH EPIGRAM by THOMAS CAMPION TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. ELDER SOLDIER IN BROTHERHOOD TO THE YOUNGER by EDWARD CARPENTER |