Christmas Eve

If I could only have one recording of Christmas music, this performance of Vaughan Williams’ Hodie would be it. Christmas for me is Milton in the voice of Janet Baker, and Hardy and Herbert in John Shirley-Quirk’s lugubrious baritone.

Text: John Milton–from Ode on the Morning of Christ’s Nativity

It was the winter wild
While the heaven-born Child
All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies;
Nature in awe to Him
Had doff’d her gaudy trim,
With her great Master so to sympathize:

And waving wide her myrtle wand,
She strikes a universal peace through sea and land.

No war, or battle’s sound
Was heard the world around:
The idle spear and shield were high uphung;
The hookèd chariot stood
Unstain’d with hostile blood;
The trumpet spake not to the armèd throng;
And kings sat still with awful eye,
As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.

But peaceful was the night
Wherein the Prince of Light
His reign of peace upon the earth began:
The winds, with wonder whist,
Smoothly the waters kist
Whispering new joys to the mild oceàn—
Who now hath quite forgot to rave,
While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmèd wave.

Texts:

Thomas Hardy–The Oxen

Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.
“Now they are all on their knees,”
An elder said as we sat in a flock
By the embers in hearthside ease.

We pictured the meek mild creatures where
They dwelt in their strawy pen,
Nor did it occur to one of us there
To doubt they were kneeling then.

So fair a fancy few would weave
In these years! Yet, I feel,
If someone said on Christmas Eve,
“Come; see the oxen kneel,

“In the lonely barton by yonder coomb
Our childhood used to know,”
I should go with him in the gloom,
Hoping it might be so.

George Herbert–from Christmas

THe shepherds sing; and shall I silent be?
My God, no hymn for thee?
My soul’s a shepherd too; a flock it feeds
Of thoughts, and words, and deeds.
The pasture is thy word: the streams, thy grace
Enriching all the place.
Shepherd and flock shall sing, and all my powers
Out-sing the day-light houres.
Then we will chide the sunne for letting night
Take up his place and right:
We sing one common Lord; wherefore he should
Himself the candle hold.
I will go searching, till I finde a sunne
Shall stay, till we have done;
A willing shiner, that shall shine as gladly,
As frost-nipt sunnes look sadly.
Then we will sing, shine all our own day,
And one another pay:
His beams shall cheer my breast, and both so twine,
Till ev’n his beams sing, and my musick shine.

Comments

  1. I like it but myself would probably go for Mariah Carey’s “All I want For Christmas Is You”:

    Text:
    I don’t want a lot for Christmas
    There is just one thing I need
    I don’t care about the presents
    Underneath the Christmas tree

    I just want you for my own
    More than you could ever know
    Make my wish come true
    All I want for Christmas is you, yeah.

    I don’t want a lot for Christmas
    There is just one thing I need
    And I don’t care about the presents
    Underneath the Christmas tree

    I don’t need to hang my stocking
    There upon the fireplace
    Santa Claus won’t make me happy
    With a toy on Christmas Day

    I just want you for my own
    More than you could ever know
    Make my wish come true
    All I want for Christmas is you
    You, baby

    Oh, I won’t ask for much this Christmas
    I won’t even wish for snow
    And I’m just gonna keep on waiting
    Underneath the mistletoe

    I won’t make a list and send it
    To the North Pole for Saint Nick
    I won’t even stay awake to
    Hear those magic reindeer click

    ‘Cause I just want you here tonight
    Holding on to me so tight
    What more can I do?
    Baby, all I want for Christmas is you
    You, baby

    Oh, all the lights are shining
    So brightly everywhere
    And the sound of children’s
    Laughter fills the air

    And everyone is singing
    I hear those sleigh bells ringing
    Santa, won’t you bring me the one I really need?
    Won’t you please bring my baby to me?

    Oh, I don’t want a lot for Christmas
    This is all I’m asking for
    I just want to see my baby
    Standing right outside my door

    Oh, I just want you for my own
    More than you could ever know
    Make my wish come true
    Baby, all I want for Christmas is
    You, baby

    All I want for Christmas is you, baby
    All I want for Christmas is you, baby
    All I want for Christmas is you, baby
    All I want for Christmas is you, baby

  2. Too many choices to choose between, so why not the Boss?

    http://inmedias.blogspot.com/2013/12/special-christmas-night-live-music.html

  3. Jason A. Kerr says:

    Agreed: it just doesn’t get much better than this. Milton, Herbert, and Vaughan Williams in one piece? Yes, thank you!

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