Good King Wenceslas (Traditional)

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  • NewScore.gif  (Posted 2017-11-20)   CPDL #47597:  Network.png
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2017-11-20).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 14 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Harmonised by Richard R. Terry
  • CPDL #18457:  Network.png
Editor: Rod Mather (submitted 2008-12-31).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 26 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Arranger: John Stainer
Edition notes:
Error.gif Possible error(s) identified. Error summary: rather grisly typos in bass & alto
  • CPDL #07046:  Network.png
Editor: Edward L. Stauff (submitted 2004-05-20).   Score information: Unknown   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: harm. E. L. Sauff
  • CPDL #01700:  Network.png
Editor: Christopher R. Baker (submitted 2000-11-27).   Score information: Unknown   Copyright: CC BY 1.0
Arranger: John Stainer
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  • CPDL #00624:     
Editor: Rafael Ornes (submitted 1999-12-07).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 15 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Arranger: John Stainer
Edition notes: Verse 1 only underlaid

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  • CPDL #18448:   
Editor: Burkhart M. Schürmann (submitted 2008-12-04).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 76 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Arr. for SAB by Burkhart M. Schürmann.

General Information

Title: Good King Wenceslas
Composer: Anonymous (Traditional)
Lyricist: John Mason Neale (1818-1866)

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredCarol

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

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1.
Good King Wenceslas looked out on the Feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel.

2.
"Hither, page, and stand by me, if you know it, telling,
Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain."

3.
"Bring me food and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither,
You and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither."
Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together,
Through the cold winds' wild lament and the bitter weather.

4.
"Sire, the night is darker now, ant the wind blows stronger,
Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer."
"Mark my footsteps, my good poage, tread now in tehm boldly,
You shall find teh winter's rage freeze your blood less coldly."

5.
In his master's steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted;
Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men, be sure, wealth or rank possessing,
You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing.