Good King Wenceslas
Good King Wenceslas !1 GoodWords: John Mason Neale, King 1853; Music: “Tempus Wenceslas Adest Floridum,” a 13th Century spring carol G D G C D G C G D Em C G Good King Wenceslas looked out, At Saint Agnes’ fou-oun-tain.” C D G On the Feast of Stephen, G D G C D G D G C D “Bring me flesh and bring me wine, When the snow lay round a-bout, C D G C D G Bring me pine-logs hither. Deep and crisp and even. G D G C D G Em Thou and I shall see him dine, Brightly shown the moon that night, C D G C D G When we bear them thither.” Though the frost was cruel, G Em G C D G D Page and monarch, forth they went, When a poor man came in sight, C D G G C G D Em C G Forth they went together; Gathering winter fu - u - el. G C D G D Through the rude wind’s wild lament, G D G C D G C G D Em C G “Hither page and stand by me, And the bitter we- a- ther. C D G If thou knows’t it telling. G D G C D G D G C D “Sire, the night is darker now, Yonder peasant, who is he, C D G C D G And the wind grows stronger; Where and what his dwelling?” G D G C D G Em Fails my heart, I know not how; “Sire, he lives a good league hence, C D G C D G I can go no longer.” Underneath the mountain, G Em G C D G D “Mark my footsteps my good page, Right against the forest fence, C D G Tread thou in them boldly; !2 G C D G D C D G Thou shalt find the winter’s rage, Which the saint had printed.
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