Old Christmastide (An Extract) by Sir Walter Scott

Tim Graham - Pop
Old Christmastide (An Extract) by Sir Walter Scott
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The alms which open-hearted charity Bestows, with kindly glance; and those Which e'en stern avarice Though with unwilling hand Seems forced to tender; an offering sweet To the bright throne of mercy; mark This day a festival And well our Christian sires of old Loved when the year its course had roll'd On Christmas eve the bells were rung On Christmas-eve the mass was sung; That only night in all the year Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear The damsel donn'd her Kirtle sheen; The hall was dress'd with holly green; Then open'd wide the baron's hall To vassal -- tenant -- serf and all: Power laid his rod of rule aside And ceremony doff'd his pride
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- Sir Walter Scott