In marble walls
N marble walls as white as milk,
Lined with a skin as soft as silk;
Within a fountain crystal clear,
A golden apple doth appear.
No doors there are to this stronghold,
Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
If all the world were water
If all the world were water,
And all the sea were ink,
What should we do for bread and cheese?
What should we do for drink?
God bless the master of this house
GOD bless the master of this house,
The mistress bless also,
And all the little children
That round the table go;
And all your kin and kinsmen,
That dwell both far and near:
I wish you a merry Christmas,
And a happy new year.
Birds, beasts, and fishes