 So now is come our joyful'st feast; Let every man be jolly ; Each room with ivy leaves is drest, And every post with holly. Though some churls at our mirth repine, Round your foreheads garlands twine, Drown sorrow in a cup of wine, And let us all be merry....  Castles in the Air: And Other Phantasies - Seite 279von Barry Gray - 1871 - 352 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1905 - 642 Seiten
...joyfuls't feast! Let every man be jolly, Each room with ivy leaves is drest, And every post with holly, Now all our neighbors' chimneys smoke, And Christmas blocks are burning Their ovens they with bak't meats choke, And all their spits are turning, Without the door let sorrow lie; And if for cold... | |
 | 1900 - 106 Seiten
...joyful feast ! Let every man be jolly. Each room with ivy leaves is drest, And every post with holly. Now all our neighbors' chimneys smoke, And Christmas blocks are burning; Their ovens they with bak't meats choke, And all their spits are turning. — George Wilber. SOON the merry Christmas chimes... | |
 | 1922 - 778 Seiten
...joyful'st feast! Let every man be jolly. Eache roome with yvie leaves is drest, And every post with holly. Now all our neighbors' chimneys smoke, And Christmas blocks are burning; Their ovens they with bak't meats choke, And all their spits are turning. Without the door let sorrow lie, And if for cold,... | |
 | 1922 - 956 Seiten
...the seventeenth century, if we may judge them by the gleeful spirit who penned these cheery lines: "Now all our neighbors' chimneys smoke, And Christmas blocks are burning; Their ovens with the baked meats choke, And all their spits are turning. Without the door let sorrow lie, And if... | |
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