A Carol for the Season

Villagers all, this frosty tide
Let your doors swing open wide,
Though wind may follow, and snow beside,
Yet draw us in by your fie to bide;
Joy shall be yours in the morning!

Here we stand in the cold and the sleet,
Blowing fingers and stamping feet,
Come from far away you to greet–
You by the fire and we in the street–
Bidding you joy in the morning!

Mice Caroling at Mole's door (The Wind and the Willows)
Illustration by EH Shepard from The Wind in the Willows

For ere one half of the night was gone,
Sudden a star has led us on,
Raining bliss and benison–
Bliss tomorrow and more anon,
Joy for every morning!

Goodman Joseph toiled through the snow–
Saw the star o’er a stable low;
Mary she might not further go–
Welcome thatch, and litter below!
Joy was hers in the morning!

And then they heard the angels tell
“Who were the first to cry Nowell?
Animals all, as it befell,
In the stable where they did dwell!
Joy shall be theirs in the morning!”

From Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

Wishing a Merry Christmas to you and yours!

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