Holly And Ivy

Holly and Ivy

Holly standeth in ye house

When that Noel draweth near;

Evermore at ye door

Standeth Ivy, shivering sore

In ye night wind bleak and drear;

And, as weary hours go by,

Doth ye one to other cry.

"Sister Holly," Ivy quoth,

"What is that within you see?

To and fro doth ye glow

Of ye yule-log flickering go;

Would its warmth did cherish me!

Where thou bidest is it warm;

I am shaken of ye storm."

"Sister Ivy," Holly quoth,

"Brightly burns the yule-log here,

And love brings beauteous things,

While a guardian angel sings

To the babes that slumber near;

But, O Ivy! tell me now,

What without there seest thou?"

"Sister Holly," Ivy quoth,

"With fair music comes ye Morn,

And afar burns ye Star

Where ye wondering shepherds are

And the Shepherd King is born;

'Peace on earth, good-will to men,'

Angels cry, and cry again."

Holly standeth in ye house

When that Noel draweth near;

Clambering o'er yonder door,

Ivy standeth evermore;

And to them that rightly hear

Each one speaketh of ye love

That outpoureth from Above.

by Eugene Field