Some Holiday Cheer

So, I just learned that the carol “Deck the Hall(s)” was originally a drinking song. Before the Victorians got to it, the line “Don we now our gay apparel” was “Fill the mead cup, drain the barrel” (!!)

My mind is utterly blown.

The complete, proper lyrics are below. Have a Glad Yule, a blessed Solstice, and a happy and prosperous New Year!

Deck the hall with boughs of holly, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
‘Tis the season to be jolly, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Fill the mead cup, drain the barrel, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Troul the ancient Yuletide carol, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

See the flowing bowl before us, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Strike the harp and join the chorus. Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Follow me in merry measure, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
While I sing of beauty’s treasure, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

Fast away the old year passes, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses! Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Laughing, quaffing all together, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Heedless of the wind and weather, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

For the Winter Solstice

The winds blow, snows fall.
Bundle wool layers for warmth.
Leaves have fallen, branches bare,
Frozen world turns to sleep.

Turn inward, ’round the hearthfire.
Share together song and story.
Tell tales, embrace the dark.

On the longest of nights,
At midwinter, look within, then
Shout gladly: We have enough!


A blessed Solstice to all!

For the companion poem, look here.