@3Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell.@1 OUT of your sleep arise and wake, For God mankind now hath ytake, All of a maid without any make; Of all women she beareth the bell. @3Nowell.@1 And through a maiden fair and wise Now man is made of full great price; Now angels kneelen to man's service; And at this time all this befell. @3Nowell.@1 Now man is brighter than the sun; Now man in heaven on high shall wone; Blessed be God, this game is begun, And His mother empress of hell. @3Nowell.@1 That ever was thrall, now is he free; That ever was small, now great is she; Now shall God deem both thee and me Unto His bliss, if we do well. @3Nowell.@1 Now man may to heaven wend; Now heaven and earth to him they bend; He that was foe now is our friend. This is no nay that I you tell. @3Nowell.@1 Now blessed Brother, grant us grace, At Doomësday to see Thy face, And in Thy court to have a place, That we may there sing @3nowell. Nowell.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. TRACE TO THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SLANTS AT BUFFALO, NEW YORK by CARL SANDBURG COUNTING THE BEATS by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES WITHOUT CEREMONY by THOMAS HARDY CROTALUS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE AFTER THE PLEASURE PARTY by HERMAN MELVILLE PSALM OF THOSE WHO GO FORTH BEFORE DAYLIGHT by CARL SANDBURG |