On good kings
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, gathering winter fuel. (Words by: John M. Neale (1818-1866); first appeared in Carols for Christmas-Tide, 1853, by Neale and Thomas… Read More »
