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1. Good King Wenceslas looked out on the Feast of Stephen,
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    when the snow lay 'round about, deep and crisp and even.
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    Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel,
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    when a poor man came in sight, gath'ring winter fu...el.
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2. "Hither, page, and stand by me, if thou know'st it, telling !
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    Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?"
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    "Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain.
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    Right against the forest fence by Saint Agnes' fountain."
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3. "Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither.
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    Thou and I shall see him dine,  when we bear them thither."
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    Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together,
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    through the rude wind's wild lament and the bitter weather.
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4. "Sire, the night is darker now,  and the wind blows stronger.
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    Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer."
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    "Mark my footsteps, good my page, tread thou in them boldly.
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    Thou shall find the winter's rage freeze thy blood less co..ldly."
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5. In his master's step he trod, where the snow lay dinted.
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    Heat was in the very sod which the Saint had printed.
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    Therefore, Christian men, be sure, wealth or rank possessing.
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    Ye, who now will bless the poor,  shall yourselves find blessing.