My 5th graders are playing Good King Wenceslas on Boomwhackers. You can find it here: musick8/store/alphadetail.php?product_group=697#.UoPOrmR4b5c Today, I read them a bit of the history of the song and the lyrics, explaining the text as we read. I find this song and the history that surrounds it fascinating. 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 Gathring winter fuel. Hither, page, and stand by me If thou knowst 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 flesh 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 winds wild lament And the bitter weather. Sire, the night is darker now And the wind blows stronger. Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer. Mark my footsteps, my good page Tread thou in them boldly Thou shalt find the winters rage Freeze thy blood less coldly. In his masters steps he trod Where the snow lay dinted. Heat was in the very sod Which the Saint had printed. Therefore, Christian men, be sure Wealth or rank possessing, Ye who now will bless the poor Shall yourselves find blessing.
Posted on: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 19:12:16 +0000
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