A CHRISTMAS WISH

I cannotgive you happiness:For wishes long have ceased to bringThe Fortune which to page and kingThey brought in those good centuries,When with a quaint and starry wandWitches turned poor men’s thoughts to goldAnd Cinderella’s carriage rolledThrough moonlight into Fairyland.I may butwishyou happiness:Not Pleasure’s dusty fruit to find,But wines of Mirth and Friendship kind,And Love, to make with you a home.But may Our Lord whose Son has comeNow heed the wish and make it true,Even as elves were wont to doWhen wishing could bring happiness.

I cannotgive you happiness:

For wishes long have ceased to bring

The Fortune which to page and king

They brought in those good centuries,

When with a quaint and starry wand

Witches turned poor men’s thoughts to gold

And Cinderella’s carriage rolled

Through moonlight into Fairyland.

I may butwishyou happiness:Not Pleasure’s dusty fruit to find,But wines of Mirth and Friendship kind,And Love, to make with you a home.But may Our Lord whose Son has comeNow heed the wish and make it true,Even as elves were wont to doWhen wishing could bring happiness.

I may butwishyou happiness:

Not Pleasure’s dusty fruit to find,

But wines of Mirth and Friendship kind,

And Love, to make with you a home.

But may Our Lord whose Son has come

Now heed the wish and make it true,

Even as elves were wont to do

When wishing could bring happiness.

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