Lirik Lagu Good King Wenceslas - Christmas Carols
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Good King Wenceslas looked outon the feast of Stephen,when the snow lay round about,deep and crisp and even.Brightly shown the moon that night,though the frost was cruel,when a poor man came in sight,gathering winter fuel.
Hither, page, and stand by me.If thou know it 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 fenceby Saint Agnes fountain.
Bring me flesh, and bring me wine.Bring me pine logs hither.Thou and I will see him dinewhen we bear the thither.Page and monarch, forth they went,forth they went togetherthrough the rude wind's wild lamentand the bitter weather.
Sire, the night is darker now,and the wind blows stronger.Fails my heart, I know not how.I can go no longer.Ark my footsteps my good page,tread thou in them boldly:Thou shalt find the winter's ragefreeze thy blood less coldly.
In his master's step he trod,where the snow lay dented.Heat was in the very sodwhich the saint had printed.Therefore, Christian men, be sure,wealth or rank possessing,ye who now will bless the poorshall yourselves find blessing
Hither, page, and stand by me.If thou know it 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 fenceby Saint Agnes fountain.
Bring me flesh, and bring me wine.Bring me pine logs hither.Thou and I will see him dinewhen we bear the thither.Page and monarch, forth they went,forth they went togetherthrough the rude wind's wild lamentand the bitter weather.
Sire, the night is darker now,and the wind blows stronger.Fails my heart, I know not how.I can go no longer.Ark my footsteps my good page,tread thou in them boldly:Thou shalt find the winter's ragefreeze thy blood less coldly.
In his master's step he trod,where the snow lay dented.Heat was in the very sodwhich the saint had printed.Therefore, Christian men, be sure,wealth or rank possessing,ye who now will bless the poorshall yourselves find blessing
