Christmas in Poetry: Carols and Poems

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God bless the master of this house, The mistress also, And all the little children, That round the table go.
And all your kin and folk, That dwell both far and near; I wish you a merry Christmas, And a happy New Year.
Old English Carol

From far away we come to you. The snow in the street, and the wind on the door, To tell of great tidings, strange and true. Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor. From far away we come to you, To tell of great tidings, strange and true.
For as we wandered far and wide, The snow in the street, and the wind on the door, What hap do you deem there should us betide? Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor.
Under a bent when the night was deep, The snow in the street, and the wind on the door, There lay three shepherds, tending their sheep. Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor.
“O ye shepherds, what have ye seen, The snow in the street, and the wind on the door, To stay your sorrow and heal your teen?” Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor.