John Heaton (jheaton) wrote,
John Heaton
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Tomorrow shall be my dancing day

Tomorrow shall be my dancing day

Tomorrow shall be my dancing day:
  I would my true love did so chance
To see the legend of my play,
  To call my true love to my dance.
    Sing! O my love, O my love, my love, my love:
    This have I done for my true love.

Then was I born of a virgin pure,
  Of her I took my fleshly substance;
Thus was I knit to man's nature,
  To call my true love to my dance.
    Sing! O my love, O my love, my love, my love:
    This have I done for my true love.

In a manger laid and wrapped I was,
  So very poor, this was my chance,
Betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass,
  To call my true love to my dance.
    Sing! O my love, O my love, my love, my love:
    This have I done for my true love.

Then afterwards I baptized was,
  The Holy Ghost on me did glance,
My Father's voice heard from above,
  To call my true love to my dance.
    Sing! O my love, O my love, my love, my love:
    This have I done for my true love.

16th century Cornish carol

I'm surprised no one had anything to say about the poem I posted yesterday. I myself think it's quite lovely, even while being somewhat less festive and more cynical than most seasonal poems and songs. Oh well.

The John Linton Gardner arrangement of "Tomorrow Shall Be My Dancing Day" is one of my favorite Christmas songs. I heard it performed by the Cantate Chamber Singers, and just fell in love with it. You can listen to a snippet of his arrangement as recorded by the Choir of Westminster Abbey here if you have RealPlayer installed on your computer.

Tags: advent: 2003, poet's corner
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