 | 1913 - 890 Seiten
...Wither's famous lines, first printed some six years after Shakespeare's death, but likely sung before: So now is come our joyfulst feast, Let every man be...with ivy leaves is drest And every post with holly. ****** Without the door let sorrow lye ; And if for cold it hap to die, We'll bury it in a Christmas... | |
 | Emma Craig - 1997 - 324 Seiten
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 | 1917 - 688 Seiten
...and, with the red and green festoons and bells, completed the decorations of the room. Christmas Lo, now is come our joyful'st feast! Let every man be...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 baked... | |
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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.... 
