Monday, 5 December 2011


Since we're now into December, I thought this little poem from a 17th century writer, T. Durfey (or D'Urfey), might start getting us into the Christmas spirit, if not already there!

The Praise of Christmas

When Christmas's tide comes in like a bride,
With holly and ivy clad,
Twelve Days in the year much mirth and good cheer
In every household is had.
The country guise is then to devise
Some gambols of Christmas play,
Whereat the young men do best that they can
To drive the cold winter away.



Linda Kage said...

Lovey poem. Here's hoping you have an equally lovely advent season.

Rosemary Gemmell said...

Thanks, Linda - you too!

Carolb said...

That is a sweet poem, Rosemary, thank you.
Even hundreds of years after it was written it still connects to us now. :-)

Rosemary Gemmell said...

Thanks for that, Carol!