Merriest of all Christmases!
Sing, oh!
Tomorrow shall be my dancing day; I would my true love did so chance To see the legend of my play, To call my true love to my dance;
Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love,
my love, my love, This have I done for my true love.
Then was I born of a virgin pure, Of her I took fleshly substance Thus was I kni t to man’s nature To call my true love to my dance.
In a manger laid, and wrapped I was So very poor, this was my chance Betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass To call my true love to my dance.
Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love,
my love, my love, This have I done for my true love.
Traditional English Carol Go here to hear it sung by a choir at
King’s College, Cambridge. The picture is by Arthur Rackham
(one of my favorite English illustrators of
fairy tales.)