| Christmas Poem Story |
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| Christmas Poem Stories refer to those stories that have been written in rhyming forms and depict the essence of Christmas. These stories are also sung as Christmas carols. Many of these Christmas Poem Stories tell the tale of birth of Jesus Christ. One famous example for this is “Mary’s boy child Jesus Christ”. | |
Christmas is round the corner and you are almost done with your Christmas decoration work. It’s time to have some story session. It would become even merrier if the story is in perfect rhythm and what better way to accomplish this than by Christmas Poem Stories. We provide you some Christmas Poem Stories below that would surely help you enjoy your holiday all the more:
A Christmas Piece- By Fred S. Cozzens
Of garnered rhyme,
From hidden stores of olden time
That since the language did begin,
Have welcomed merry Christmas in,
And made the winter nights so long,
Fleet by on wings of wine and song;
For when the snow is on the roof,
The house within is sorrow proof,
If Yule clog blazes on the hearth,
And cups and hearts o'er-brim with mirth
Then bring the wassail to the board,
With nuts and fruit -- the winter's hoard;
And bid the children take off shoe,
To hang their stockings by the flue;
And let the clear and frosty sky,
Set out its brightest jewelry,
To show old Santa Claus the road,
So he may ease his gimcrack load.
And with the coming of these times,
We’ll add some old and lusty rhymes,
That suit the festive season well,
And sound as sweet as Christmas bell.
Now just bethink of castle gate,
Where humble midnight murmurs wait,
To try if voices, one and all,
Can rouse the tipsy seneschal,
To give them bread and beer and brawn,
For tidings of the Christmas morn;
Or bid each yelper clear his throat,
With water of the castle moat,
For thus they used, by snow and torch,
To rear their voices at the porch.
Song Of The Holly- By William Shakespeare
Blow, blow thou winter wind --
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude!
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh ho! sing high ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
Then heigh ho! the holly!
This life is most jolly!
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky --
Thou dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot!
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remembered not.
Heigh ho! sing heigh ho! unto the green holly,
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
Then heigh ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly!
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