The Cherry-Tree Carol
THE CHERRY-TREE CAROL—C
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Bramley and Stainer, Christmas Carols, p. 60.
1
Joseph was an old man,
an old man was he,
He married sweet Mary,
the Queen of Galilee.
2
As they went a walking
in the garden so gay,
Maid Mary spied cherries,
hanging over yon tree.
3
Mary said to Joseph,
with her sweet lips so mild,
‘Pluck those cherries, Joseph,
for to give to my child.’
4
O then replied Joseph,
with words so unkind,
‘I will pluck no cherries
for to give to thy child.’
5
Mary said to cherry-tree,
‘Bow down to my knee,
That I may pluck cherries,
by one, two, and three.’
6
The uppermost sprig then
bowed down to her knee:
‘Thus you may see, Joseph,
these cherries are for me.’
7
‘O eat your cherries, Mary,
O eat your cherries now,
O eat your cherries, Mary,
that grow upon the bough.’
8
As Joseph was a walking
he heard angels sing,
‘This night there shall be born
our heavenly king.
9
‘He neither shall be born
in house nor in hall,
Nor in the place of Paradise,
but in an ox-stall.
10
‘He shall not be clothed
in purple nor pall,
But all in fair linen,
as wear babies all.
11
‘He shall not be rocked
in silver nor gold,
But in a wooden cradle,
that rocks on the mould.
12
‘He neither shall be christened
in milk nor in wine,
But in pure spring-well water,
fresh sprung from Bethine.’
13
Mary took her baby,
she dressed him so sweet;
She laid him in a manger,
all there for to sleep.
14
As she stood over him
she heard angels sing,
‘Oh bless our dear Saviour,
our heavenly king.’
