The Feast of St. Stephen

BLACKMORE’S NIGHT LYRICS

“Good King Wenceslas”

Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath’ring winter fuel

“Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know’st it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?”
“Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes’ fountain.”

“Bring me bread and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear him thither.”
Page and monarch forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind’s wild lament
And the bitter weather

In his master’s steps he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed
Therefore, every men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing

Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath’ring winter fuel

Who was King Wenceslas?  Have a look here at the Wikipedia!

Today Christmas celebrations continue with the Feast of St. Stephen

 in Italy as well as many other European countries today is a National Holiday and everything is closed!

Hope, your Christmas was good for you and you will have a nice day today…I’m going back to bed, got myself a very bad cold with high fever and cough and I feel really down and out, so I’ll be celebrating under the covers!

Ciao!  Bastet…