WAES-HAEL for knight and dame! O merry be their dole! Drink-hael! in Jesu's name We fill the tawny bowl; But cover down the curving crest, Mould of the Orient Lady's breast. Waes-hael! yet lift no lid: Drain ye the reeds for wine. Drink-hael! the milk was hid That soothed that Babe divine; Hush'd, as this hollow channel flows, He drew the balsam from the rose. Waes-hael! thus glow'd the breast Where a God yearn'd to cling; Drink-hael! so Jesu press'd Life from its mystic spring; Then hush and bend in reverent sign And breathe the thrilling reeds for wine. Waes-hael! in shadowy scene Lo! Christmas children we: Drink-hael! behold we lean At a far Mother's knee; To dream that thus her bosom smiled, And learn the lip of Bethlehem's Child. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEGY ON MR. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE by WILLIAM BASSE ALBERT SIDNEY JOHNSTON [APRIL 6, 1862] by KATE BROWNLEE SHERWOOD THE TIMELY MEMENTO by PHILIP AYRES MY BALD HEAD by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER SONNET: MAN VERSUS ASCETIC. 1 by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON ADVICE TO MY YOUNG WIFE by MAXWELL BODENHEIM HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 1 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |