Christmas Day

by Washington Irving

The dinner was served up in the Great Hall

LO, NOW IS COME THE JOYFUL’ST FEAST!

LET EVERY MAN BE JOLLY,

EACH ROOME WITH YVIE LEAVES IS DREST

AND EVERY POST WITH HOLLY.

NOW ALL OUR NEIGHBOURS’ CHIMNEYS SMOKE,

AND CHRISTMAS BLOCKS ARE BURNING:

THEIR OVENS THEY WITH BAK’T MEATS CHOKE,

AND ALL THEIR SPITS ARE TURNING.