Good King Wenceslas tells the story of a Bohemian king who goes on a journey, braving harsh winter weather, to give aid to a poor peasant on the Feast of Stephen. The Feast of Stephen is today, December 26.
lyric excerpt for T Tuesday:
Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I shall see him dine
When we bear them thither.
Please join us for the T Stands for Tuesday blogger gathering.
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A few more little trees. The doll's name is Betty.
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So lovely to celebrate the season with you and the song is a familiar one 😊. Wishing you peace, joy and happiness this Christmas time ❤️. Happy T Tuesday! Hugs, Jo x
ReplyDelete...thanks for this info, I didn't know!
ReplyDeletethank you I didn't know about this either.
ReplyDeleteMy sister's name was Betty still miss her after all these years
Merry Christmas Kathy
I just listened to Bill Bryson's short book called the Secret History of Christmas. He described how Good King Wenceslas was not so good. :( Betty looks sweet. My dolls got recycled through my mother's grandkids so they don't look anywhere's near as good as Betty. Happy T day.
ReplyDeleteHow does King Wenceslas like his pizza? Deep and crisp and even. Betty seemed to like the joke. Happy T Day
ReplyDeleteThings I didn't know. I love your doll. I hope you had a very nice Christmas.
ReplyDeleteWe always sang that Christmas Carol at school, I used to imagine them plodding through the snow to help that poor, old man! Valerie
ReplyDeleteWe sang carols at Christmas dinner last night, including all the verses to this one. (Our host had an internet carol program to prompt us.) I prefer Pogo’s version which begins “Good King Sauerkraut looked down/On his feets uneven.”
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I never did know the meaning of the song. When I was a kid they didn't have us kids in the choir sing it--too many words to remember--lol! I liked the tune, though. We'd sing along--la-la-la-la. Hehe!
ReplyDeleteI inherited a plastic doll that was my grandmother's but it didn't have a name (or she never told us). Betty looks even older. Who did she belong to? She is charming...and a giant amongst the trees--lol! :)
The story of Good King Wenceslas is a timeless reminder of compassion and generosity. The lyric excerpt captures the spirit of sharing and warmth during the Feast of Stephen. Wishing you and fellow bloggers a delightful T Stands for Tuesday gathering, filled with good company and heartwarming moments. Happy Boxing Day! Visit Melody Jacob blog.
ReplyDeleteI love the story of Wenceslas! Love Betty too! Happy T Day, Chrisx
ReplyDeleteThat is such a beautiful song and I'm glad that I know the meaning of it now, too.
ReplyDeleteAll the best for 2024 - Carola
Oh yes that brings back memories of school choirs. We tend to forget that it's also St Stephen's day because we;re more used to calling it Boxing Day now. Merry Christmas and Happy T Day! Elle xx
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorites and now I know more about it! A beautiful rendition.
ReplyDeleteI was in the process of leaving Erika a comment when I head a loud BOOM and the room shook. Then I was in total darkness. It was an outage on my side of the street. The street light and houses/porch lights on the other side of the street were on. Since it was about midnight, I was hoping Sally was awake and would call the electric company, but that was obviously not the case. The first eight hours of darkness were tolerable enough, but after that, all I could do was dig out four warm blankets and add them to my bed. For nearly two days I was without electricity and heat. Even my hot water heater has an electric start. I had just enough hot water to make coffee, something I can't live without. When I woke yesterday, I saw the light on my electric clock was on, but it was still too cold to leave my bed. Just using the toilet was bone chilling. I have an appointment at 12:40 today, so this is a copy and paste message. I will be back after I shower and keep my appointment. Just wanted everyone to know your TSFT host has not forgotten you.
ReplyDeleteMy FB memories from last year were for snow and utility outages and boil water warnings, so I can sympathize with you. Have a cozy afternoon once you get home!
DeleteThis comment begins with another copy and paste. The appointment I referred to in my last comment was for my eye doctor (ophthalmologist). I was sure I was going to learn if my retina was torn and if I needed an operation. Instead, I was taken to seven different rooms by seven little helpers and never once saw the doctor. Each "helper" gave me a different test. Each time they did, they put either one, two, or three different types of drops from different bottles in my eye. I got so tired of hearing the words "blink, blink, blink" after each drop was inserted.
ReplyDeleteAt the end of the day, I couldn't see a thing. I was given an eye patch to wear over my "good" eye. I must remove it when I shower and wash my face because it cannot get wet. It has put a strain on my "weak" eye and I can barely see anything. However, the little helpers don't believe I have a retinal tear because I apparently exhibit none of the symptoms which I won't go into, except I had a flash of light once. Since I can barely see, I will give a half-hearted attempt to leave you a decent comment.
I love that song. I remember when I was researching Boxing Day, it started with St. Steven's Day. Thanks for sharing this song.
I LOVE your little trees. I am envious, because I collect little ones, too. thanks for sharing the song and your trees with us, along with Betty, for T last week, dear Nita.
{hugs} I hope your eye is back to normal now and am thrilled you don't have a retinal tear.
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