Now, Now, The Mirth Comes - The Hymns and Carols of Christmas
Now, Now, The Mirth Comes - The Hymns and Carols of Christmas
Now, Now, The Mirth Comes - The Hymns and Carols of Christmas
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5. Ye must not be more pitifull then wise;<br />
For, now unlesse ye see Him bleed,<br />
Which makes the Bapti'me; 'tis decreed,<br />
<strong>The</strong> Birth is fruitlesse: Chor. <strong>The</strong>n the work God speed.<br />
1. Touch gently, gently touch; <strong>and</strong> here<br />
Spring Tulips up through all the yeere;<br />
And from His sacred Bloud, here shed,<br />
May Roses grow, to crown His own deare Head.<br />
Chor. Back, back again; each thing is done<br />
With zeale alike, as 'twas begun;<br />
<strong>Now</strong> singing, homeward let us carrie<br />
<strong>The</strong> Babe unto His Mother Marie;<br />
And when we have the Child commended<br />
To her warm bosome, then our Rites are ended.<br />
“Composed by M. Henry Lawes”<br />
<strong>Christmas</strong> Poetry By Robert Herrick<br />
Note: Herrick was not forgetful <strong>of</strong> his friends, <strong>and</strong> would compose the following, found in<br />
Hesperides:<br />
To M. Henry Lawes, the excellent<br />
Composer <strong>of</strong> his Lyricks.<br />
Touch but thy Lire (my Harrie) <strong>and</strong> I heare<br />
From thee some raptures <strong>of</strong> the rare Gotire.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n if thy voice commingle with the String<br />
I heare in thee rare Laniere to sing;<br />
Or curious Wilson: Tell me, canst thou be<br />
Less then Apollo, that ursurp'st such Three?<br />
Three, unto whom the whole world give applause;<br />
Yet their Three praises, praise but One; that's Lawes.<br />
This poem, “<strong>The</strong> New-yeers Gift,” was immediately preceded by “A <strong>Christmas</strong> Caroll,<br />
sung to the King in the Presence at White-Hall” <strong>and</strong> followed by “Another New-yeers Gift, or<br />
Song for the Circumcision.”<br />
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