{"id":759,"date":"2006-12-25T22:26:54","date_gmt":"2006-12-26T02:26:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/archives\/2006\/12\/25\/my-favourite-carol\/"},"modified":"2006-12-25T22:58:32","modified_gmt":"2006-12-26T02:58:32","slug":"my-favourite-carol","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/2006\/12\/25\/my-favourite-carol\/","title":{"rendered":"My favourite carol"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Just for the record, this is <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Good_King_Wenceslas\">my favourite classic Christmas carol<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>    Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen,<br \/>\n    When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even;<br \/>\n    Brightly shone the moon that night, tho&#8217; the frost was cruel,<br \/>\n    When a poor man came in sight gath&#8217;ring winter fuel.<\/p>\n<p>    &#8220;Hither, page, and stand by me, if thou know&#8217;st, telling,<br \/>\n    Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?&#8221;<br \/>\n    &#8220;Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain;<br \/>\n    Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes&#8217; fountain.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>    &#8220;Bring me flesh, and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither:<br \/>\n    Thou and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither.&#8221;<br \/>\n    Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together;<br \/>\n    Through the rude wind&#8217;s wild lament and the bitter weather.<\/p>\n<p>    &#8220;Sire, the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger;<br \/>\n    Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer.&#8221;<br \/>\n    &#8220;Mark my footsteps, my good page. Tread thou in them boldly:<br \/>\n    Thou shalt find the winter&#8217;s rage freeze thy blood less coldly.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>    In his master&#8217;s steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted;<br \/>\n    Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed.<br \/>\n    Therefore, Christian men, be sure, wealth or rank possessing,<br \/>\n    Ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>As far as I&#8217;m concerned, that captures everything good about the holiday season, and I can gloss right over the religious bits. Hell, replace the word &#8216;Christian&#8217; in that second last line with something broader and it works just as well; with the caveat that the blessings you find are a little more subtle than favours from Sky Daddy. Note also that the last two lines are not specific to the holiday season&#8211;that sentiment is valid all year, not just once a year.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve never found a recording of this that lives up to it&#8217;s potential. I sometimes fantasize about a version with <a href=\"http:\/\/www.johnnycash.com\/\">Johnny Cash<\/a> singing the narration, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.scc.rutgers.edu\/njh\/PaulRobeson\/\">Paul Robeson<\/a> singing the King&#8217;s lines, and oh&#8230; say <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Margo_Timmins\">Margo Timmins<\/a> doing the page&#8217;s lines. You know, with an epic backing arrangement&#8211;not frilly stuff, or too many bells, but a powerful river of music behind the voices.<\/p>\n<p>Or maybe just an <em>a capella<\/em> version by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.aengusfinnan.com\/\">Aengus Finnan<\/a>. Yeah, that&#8217;d be fine too.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p class=\"excerpt\">Just for the record, this is my favourite classic Christmas carol: 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, tho&#8217; the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight gath&#8217;ring winter fuel. &#8220;Hither, page, and stand by me, if&hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/2006\/12\/25\/my-favourite-carol\/\">Read more &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":13,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-759","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-music","xfolkentry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5UQvw-cf","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/759","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/13"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=759"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/759\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=759"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=759"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=759"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}