RICHARD HENRY HORNE

/ Ye rigid Ploughmen, bear in mind

Your labour is for future hours : Advance spare not nor look behind

Plough deep and straight with all your powers!

ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER 674. King slrlhui 3 s Waes-hael

^/TAES-HAEL for knight and dame !

• ^ O merry be their dole !

Drink-hael ! in Jesu's name

We fill the tawny bowl ; But cover down the curving crest, Mould of the Orient Lady's breast.

Waes-hael ! yet lift no lid :

Drain ye the reeds for wine. Drink-hael ! the milk was hid

That soothed that Babe divine; Hush'd, as this hollow channel flows, He drew the balsam from the rose.

Waes-hael ! thus glow'd the breast

Where a God yearn'd to cling ; Drink-hael ! so Jesu press'd

Life from its mystic spring; Then hush and bend in reverent sign And breathe the thrilling reeds for wine.

Waes-hael ! in shadowy scene

Lo! Christmas children we: Drink-hael ! behold we lean

At a far Mother's knee ; To dream that thus her bosom smiled, And learn the lip of Bethlehem's Child.

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