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Good King Wenceslas - The Caroleers/Frank Parker
Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay around about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither page and stand by me
If thou knows 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's fountain
Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me fur logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
Here 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
