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Good king Wenceslas looked out, on the feast of Stephen. While the snow laid round about, cold and crisp and even. Brightly shown the moon that night, though the frost was cruel. When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fu-el. Hither page, and stand by me, if thou knowst telling yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling? Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain, right against the forest fence by St. Agnes fountain. Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither! Thou and I will see him dine, when we bear him thither. Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together. Through the rude winds wild lament and the bitter weather. Merry Christmas to all. And to all infinite love!
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 20:25:49 +0000

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