“One of the Memory of things,
One of the Child’s imaginings,
“One of our songs is the fadeless Faith,
And all are the Life more mighty than death.”
“Ere ye be gone that music make,
Give me an alms for Christ’s sweet Sake.”
“Six green branches we leave with you;
See they be scattered your house-place through.
“The staunch blithe Holly your board shall grace,
Mistletoe bless your chimney-place,
“Laurel to crown your lighted hall,
Over your bed let the Yew-bough fall,
“Close by the cradle the Christmas Fir,
For elfin dreams in its branches stir,
“Last and loveliest, high and low,
From ceil to floor let the Ivy go.”
From each glad guest I received my gift
And then the latch of my door did lift—
“Green singers, God prosper the song ye make
As ye sing to the world for Christ’s sweet Sake.”